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“Pig,” he said. This group stripped me naked and spent most of the night fucking my asshole. He was one of what I called the Latex Three. My cunt was twitching now, my thighs quivering, begging for something to touch me, fuck me, fuck my ass, something! As usual. I wanted to cum but nobody would touch my cunt. Finally, he stopped and I caught my breath. It is four in the morning. I am touching my pussy right now, masturbating because I know someone is reading this. Peter was like that. He had us follow him into the house. He left the room and came back with a full length mirror. Proudly standing over his prey, over his conquest, just as he was about to destroy it. He applied the other to my right nipple, then stood back and watched me.
