Rescued
Rescued
Luke scoots forward and perches himself on the edge of his seat. He's ready to attack but holds back. It's clear that Franca is running the show-- that she gets first crack at me.
She struts over to me and stands in front of me, looking down her nose into my eyes. The rage builds. She winds up and backhands me across the cheek.
"Fucking slut!" she shrieks.
My face stings as franca pulls up her skirt and straddles my lap. She begins dry-humping my stiff cock and pulling the hair at the back of my head. Her hands find their way to my tits. Ann pinches my nipples and rolls them between her thumbs and forefingers.
I begin breathing hard.
Just when I'm about to cum in my panties, Ann pushes herself back to her feet.
"OK," she says to the crowd. "Go get her."
I looked at my watch, it has already passed the time I reported to the cops to come. What is holding them up till now.
Now am in a very big trouble. Something I've never faced my entire life. This will never end till dey poke my ass. Looking at them, its obvious they are bisexual. Why is franca doing this to me. Am not my dad that was cheating on her. Her daughter was the one who seduced me. This is just wickedness.
Oh God! Please come and save me from this mess. I cannot run out of here. The cops i called have disappointed me. What should I do now.
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Luke lunges. Franca stretches out her hand to block him. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
"Uh-uh," she says. "Ladies first."
Lisa comes over to me with a twisted smile on her face. She reaches behind her back and unzips her gray skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her panties are purple satin with lace trim. With her blue eyes fixed on me, Lisa unbuttons her jacket and slips it off her shoulders. Her purple bra barely contains her voluptuous tits. She reaches into the pile of hair piled on her head and removes a bobby pin. She shakes her head, and wavy hair falls to her shoulders.
Lisa smiles seductively and slides her hand between her legs. She grabs her crotch.
"You want some of this?" she asked.
I swallow hard, thinking that maybe this gang-fuck thing won't be so bad. The words won't come, so I just nod.
Lisa reaches slowly into her panties. I'm thinking she'll go as far as her clit and start fingering herself. But her hand goes deeper-- far deeper-- almost to her ass. I can't figure out what the hell she's doing. Is she going to finger her asshole?
Lisa doesn't leave me wondering for long. Her hand slide inside her big bag only to come out with a big strap-on and wore it on her waist. My eyes bulge. Everyone in the room laughs, except for me.
"Now it's time to play," Lisa says. "Get over here and get on your knees."
Lisa pulls down her panties and steps out of them.
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I slide off the couch and drop my knees onto the hard, white ceramic tile. I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to do so I just stare at Lisa's strap-on for a second. It's sticking straight out of a patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair and pulsating with her heartbeat.
God please come to my rescue. This is too bad for me. I Know I've done wrongs but I don't deserve this. This is insane.
I make an "o" with my mouth and slip Lisa's cock inside. The guys whoop as I push my head down her shaft. I turn my eyes up toward Lisa's face. She looks back with her lips slightly parted and a building fire in her eyes.
I'm settling into a nice rhythm when Lisa suddenly jerks her strap-on out of my mouth.
"Turn around and bend over," she says.
"Why?" I asked.
"It's hammer time," she said.
Am not doing. "I said standing up to my fit. And Nobody should dare.
The huge guy rushed me immediately and gave me I sounding slap which landed me on the floor.
"Cooperate or I will handle you myself" He shouted at me.
"Naked him and get his ass penetrated" Franca ordered.
"Get off me!" I shouted pushing Lisa off me.
Just then a faint knock landed on the door.
Did you invite any other person? "Lisa asked franca as the intruder keeps knocking".
I don't think, you can open the door and check.
She walked to the door, opening it she was stunned.
Who's there? Any problem over there? "Franca asked".
Just then 4 police men walked in, one pointing gun on Lisa's head as she walks slowly keeping her hands above her head.
I feel revived. Finally.
How dare you intrude in my privacy? And who invited them here? "She asked starring at me".
"Madam you have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law." The inspector said.