After what seemed to be forever, Cathie sat up; she took her panties and wiped off the disgusting liquid on her stomach. XXX “Good job, Mike,” the boy said. Throwing them aside again, Chris laughed and looked greedily down at Cathie. “Michael,” Cathie said firmly, “who are these guys?”
The ringleader stepped forward. Cathie moaning and screaming the entire time. His hand circled behind her back and undid her trainer’s bra. She spotted him sitting on a large rock next to an oak. One of the boys assigned to hold down her legs had taken off her sock and slipper and was nibbling at her toes. “Please,” Cathie cried, “Look, you’ve hurt me now, please, let me go.”
“Shut up, bitch,” Chris smiled. “Shut up!” Cathie joked as she caught up with him, “You know I can’t run fast!”
The innocent smile on Cathie’s face disappeared as she saw a group of boys in front of her.
