<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg427242#msg427242">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 13-09-2007, 11:19:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Angela moaned, her eyes closing, knowing all too well what was too come... the worst part, though, was that if her new found 'friend' was right, these men were toast.  She didn't have much time to worry about it, though... even as they picked her up and carried her into the abandoned building, she felt an all too familiar feeling filling her... by the time they lay her down in their make shift room, she was beyond caring what happened... it was like she was in heat - some sort of sexual frenzy.  All she could think of was being fucked.  god help her, she wanted them to hold her down and use her like an animal...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>They just stood and stared at her for he longest time, then they all burst into a flurry of activity, all of them trying to pull her pants down at once, something that proved pretty hard with the rope around her legs.<br/>"You better not try to kick us, bitch," one of the men finally said as he untied the rope around her legs.