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”, she replied, this time meekly.Then I pressed for more answers.Me: “How many men?”Jess: “I’d say, about 30.”Me: “You don’t know?”J...ss: “No, I just stopped counting.”Me: “So, there could be more?”Jess: “No, no more than 30.”Me: “Condoms?”At this, Jess blushed. This time, her blush was clearly visible.Jess: “No.”Me: “So, these thirty men, they all shot their seed in you?”Jess: “Yes.”Me: “Into your mouth, your pussy, your ass?”Jess: “Yes. I enjoyed with them everything you and I have done all. Why’s Amanda doing our breakfast?”“I don’t mind”, said Amanda, before I could answer. “I enjoy cooking, Ms Esmonde.”Mother glared at Amanda’s back.“It’s still not done, Ms Rossi.”Amanda laughed.“Sorry, Aideen. It’s how I was taught to address adults, but I’ll remember. I do mean it, though; I really don’t mind cooking for you. In fact...”“Yes?” I said.She turned around and looked at me.“I was wondering if I could cook a proper meal for everyone tomorrow?” she said. “I have a lot to thank you. I know she's enjoying it,but she's struggling a little to get loose for fear of getting caught,but at this point she starts to cum and I speed up my thrusts to help her get there.She starts cumming and moaning so loud I take the dish towel and shove it in her mouth to muffle her screams.As she cums her juices run down her thighs like a flood soaking the panties and jeans I had shoved down around her ankles. She tries to raise up from over the sink,but I keep her in this position because I'm not. There was testing being done on their blood before they were led out of the emergency room by the police. Somehow, even the one with the crushed testicles was pronounced OK to travel.So, if you watch TV, you have some ideas of how they found these five assholes. No, it wasn't a plaster cast of tire treads, not a DNA match of the skin under Mary's nails, not a video camera at the gas station or even a witness. Well, not a witness who wasn't directly involved in it.As they were transferring.
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