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People gathered in a rough circle to watch, while sex the DJ took the opportunity to announce, “Raggedy Ann just knocked the stuffing out of Batman, folks,” adding, “Oh what a fight, smash, bash, kapow.” While the DJ continued to narrate, Rachel warned the insipid imposter on the floor, “All it takes now is a quick twist to destroy your Groupsex wrist joint,” she said sweetly. “However, I’m going to give you a chance at redemption, sinner,” she mocked, quite pleased with herself. “You will apologize, or it’s snap, crackle, pop, and I’ll have you arrested for assault. But first, take off your mask.” The mask came off, followed by a stream of apologies while John scowled menacingly and then realized, “Damn, the resemblance is uncanny! You must be Jacob Yoder’s boy,” John said surprised, “Let him up. I’ll handle things from here. I know his father. The Yoder’s are our Amish neighbors.” When the daft, defeated, dunderhead, dork, dunce knight slowly got up from the floor, John barked, “Stand up straight and look at me. “Has he apologized to your satisfaction, Rachael?” “Kick his ass, John,” Brad Green called out, and John ignored him. “Yes, sweetheart, I believe he has learned his lesson.” “Did he hurt you?” “No, Johnny, I’m fine. I’ll let you and his father handle things from here.” “Are you Jacob’s son?” John asked. “Yes, Mr. licking McCord,” he replied, looking down, realizing who he just disrespected. “How old are you, boy, and what’s your name?” “I’m nineteen, Mr. McCord, and my name is Mark.” “Come on, McCord, kick his ass, just like in the old days,” somebody else called gangbang out. The man, a classmate, not a good friend, more of a sometimes acquaintance, and a former rival was a first-hand witness. 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Sandy dropped her head and nodded. “Aaaahhhhgggg! Not young and hot and tight like me. My hand grabbed Daddy's cock and pulled him to my cunt. She beamed up at me. Such a wonderful, naughty soul. “Oh yeah—I’ve heard of you except the warden at Joliet called you ‘Shit Chute’ and I must say the name fits. Can you do this?" What are you talking about?" To be honest I kind of liked it. May still hadn't come down from the doggystyle high of her last orgasam as daddy was keeping her on the edge of the next. “You like it?” he placed his hands on my hips and I placed my hands on his pecs in response. She wasn’t sex dead yet; Brandon could still save her! It had never been this strong. With a snicker he said, "It adds to the flavor." I chose to miss my turn and pull up behind the car. "Well would you like to join me?" I ask her. 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