Melissa was currently blackmailing me for sex ever since a pot fueled hookup during the summer.“Are you sure you do not want relief?” Ms. Rowbottom asked, her eyes on me.He lay on top her savoring the moment and then withdrew and got dressed.A couple of curly blonde hairs had dropped over her face and covered her eye, so I used the hand that had been knuckle deep in my own pussy ten minutes ago, to lightly brush the errant strands of hair away and tuck them behind her ear.The lights were out and the only light was the illumination from the TV.A slightly curved penis is pushed into her face, she takes it into her mouth and starts to suck on it hard.then rolling her onto her stomach they thrust a pole between her arms and her legs and lifted her first so her ankles and wrists were at shoulder height then carried her to a truck, usually used to transport pigs, and threw her together with the pole into the filth.Yet hands were already dragging the now lifeless bag of flesh off of her e