<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg427248#msg427248">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 13-09-2007, 11:38:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kick them?  why would she kick them?  She was struggling just to help them get her trousers off, cursing at their clumisness... she felt consumed by lust... if she hadn't been gagged she would have screamed in frustration that they were taking far too long to do their dirty deeds.  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Hehe, look at her struggle," one of them said, finally they'd managed to get the pants of her. The only thing protecting Angela from her would be rapists were her black lace panties, wich were getting wetter by the minute.<br/>"Alright, me first," the one she had guessed was their leader said. The others grumbled, but didn't protest to loudly, she must have guessed right. He quickly let his pants fall to the floor and positioned himself between Angela's legs as she lay on the table. He slid her panties to the side and dragged the tip of his stiff cock up and down her slit a couple of times.<br/>"Shit! I'm telling you, this bitch is wet! She's getting off on this!"