He heard the precise second it happened, as the true nature of their visit was revealed to her. He shut his eyes and tried to block out the noise. He cringed at the action unfolding in the next room, and leaned against the wall, sweating profusely. The next cry from her lips was cut off with a sudden gulping sound, and some muffled threatening words from her attacker. Then, there were no more sounds. Phil blinked hard and listened intently now to clumsy shuffling steps. Terry had punched Kiara in the stomach, easily winding her and stopping her noise. “Shut up and get down there!” he hissed at her, then grabbed harshly at her clothing, pulling her away from the wall and shoving her, sending her spinning off balance. He swiftly thumped his other fist into her side to ensure she crumpled as she went down, landing flat onto the soft mat in the corner. Her head slammed against the wall with a bang, and the foreman was lucky she’d put her hat on beforehand, else she would’ve surely broken her skull. She easily felt the bump though, and was dazed for several moments. Panic was starting to envelope her fully and she gulped wildly for air to try and regain some strength. But her stomach now felt so painful with each and every breath in from the strikes of his fists. Instinctively, She tipped over onto her side, into a defensive position as she laid her hand over one of the bruises already forming on her body. But Terry creampie was already advancing on her again, and she wasn’t going to stay huddled up like that for very long. His eyes were now burning with lascivious hunger, his cock still poking out, pointing directly at her. Kiara saw him coming, but only in a blur. She was still mouthing ‘no’, silently now. She just had to keep him away. She hitched up her knees and tried to form into a tight ball, clamming herself up against anything he might try. But her strength was failing her, just as her lungs were failing to even keep up the desperate pace of her thai panting. She was still gasping, even through japan her sobs, and her new attacker shoved her over onto her back with great ease, and quickly tugged down the zips on both her boots, one after the other. With a determined look in his eyes, he hurriedly grabbed at the thick soles and pulled them off her feet, inadvertently removing one of her tiny white socks at the same time and leaving it inside the tall boot. Kiara immediately hitched up her knees again, choosing rigid defence over vicious attack. He was quite clearly stronger than her, even if just through his shear bulky weight, and he’d already proved that he was not scared of hurting her. She looked up at him, never having felt so scared of someone before. Phil had been sexually brutal with her countless times by now, but he’d never had the guts to actually use his fists on her. She knew already by looking into his thoroughly dispassionate eyes, that if she fought back, he wouldn’t think twice about thumping her body some more. “Now just stay quiet,” he growled, his tone now gruff asian and impatient. He grabbed her ankles and yanked her legs out flat again in front of her. “No one’s coming here.” She felt her body being manhandled, laid out before him. Then his hands working at her, clawing at her jeans, loosening them, pulling at them, scrabbling nails at her panties to drag them down too. Not even her mum’s boyfriend this time, but someone else, wanting to remove her clothing and touch intimate parts of her body. She tried with all of her remaining japanese might to jam her legs together, but they trembled violently, and there was no stopping his relentless hands. “Phil,” she whined. I had creampie to give her credit, at least when it came to self-preservation, as she had kept tons of evidence of his infidelity stashed in hiding, should the day come that she needed it. I struggled to focus on it as— I didn’t notice previously but there was a heavy chain attached to it. SOMEBODY HELP!” I still wasn't sure japan what game Clare was playing, but I knew if she let me I'd fuck her again. So, just lean back, enjoy, and don't japanese make so much noise. I was fucked almost anywhere in the office area by the three men and one woman, Marjorie when asian she felt like using the strap-on she kept in her desk for those occasions. Ariel headed up the stairs, and down the hall, opposite of Jordan's room, ready to take a nap before she had to go to work. My mother took my erection in her hand, climbed on top of me, and then she took me inside her. Every chance I got, I bashed Kevin. The hot water helped his sore muscles and rejuvenated him some more. I grinned at her, hoping she liked the sound of that, too. Something thudded in the background. Julie collapsed to her knees next to her mom, who rose to give her an assuring hug. No one argued with him, for they had long-since realized that this was the only option. I thought oh well it was mostly sperm and those little swimmers would all have a smile!! Some of the men and a couple of the younger women chatted to me as I walked thai round.