Myra could see the man dig his fingers into the poor girls hips. Indian sex The guy in front held her up by her long hair. She could not help but want to watch to see what was going to happen. He pulled her hard towards him with each thrust in like guiding the reigns of a horse. At least she had evidence if this act was against the poor girls will. The man fucking her ass came shortly after. The large male in front of her kneeled. Myra waited awhile. Baby seed driven deep inside her orifices. A small cotton beige summer dress with spaghetti straps was laid out on a large rock. She stopped and waited, listening. She wore her favorite old straw cowboy hat to keep too much sun off her. The sweat dripped off her like a tap. Such a small sexy body could not handle things of that size. She could not talk or protest other than let out muffled cries. Myra then imagined she could be that girl getting ravaged by four guys she did not even know.
