The passenger side door was ripped opened immediately after being unlocked. Carrie was dragged out of the car by two of the gangmembers, as if they were starving animals that hadn't eaten for days. Carrie was struggling and yelling "NOOOOO!"......."PLEEEEEEAAAASE!" She was trying frantcally to hold on to the passenger seat with her feet. In the struggle, her pumps fell off, and all that was left on her feet were her ankle high lace socks. Each of the two gangmembers had an arm as they dragged her from the car. As soon as her legs were free from the car, two other gangmembers each grabbed a leg, making it impossible for her white satin laced panties not to be exposed. One of the gangmembers, a large man of about 6'4" named Tyrone was the only black man to not have an arm or leg to hold. He was satnding behind the two blacks that each had a leg, so as soon as Carrie's feet were lifted off the ground, he had a straight up shot of her satin laced Extreme Interracial Gangbang Sandi Jackmon Cum Bang Mandingo Dvd Joseph Savior was cleaning the family room of the four-bedroom colonial, cleaning and waiting for the calm that occurred only at night in their busy home. The odd and relaxing silence that sleeping kids would bring. Oh sure, a few giggling outbursts or requests for water from the children, but then as they drifted off the blessed silence would come. Mary was upstairs putting the children to bed. Four of them. From ten year old hellion, David, to three year old Beth. With eight year old, Tommy and six year old Faith in between. Four busy kids. While Mary was upstairs with the kids, Joseph straightened up the ground floor of the home. Mary and Joseph alternated the jobs of child-bedder and home-straightener. Putting the Sega away, picking up the books and CDs, clearing the kitchen counters, loading the dishwasher and generally improving the appearance of the home for the morning when the kids would descend and start their day anew. As tomorrow was Saturday, the mayhem would continue all day, Joseph reminded himself ruefully. Upstairs, Mary was reading Beth a book. Beth was just starting to lose focus on her mother; her blinking eyes taking longer each time to reopen. Mary read the mechanically, putting less character and volume into her voice as Beth started to nod off. Deep down, Mary was wrestling with a large problem. How to tell her husband, Joseph about the URGE. Because THE URGE was upon her. It had started two weeks ago as the tiniest suggestion in her head and built steadily until tonight it captivated her waking moments, bouncing around powerfully in her skull. THE URGE. Mary hoped Joseph would take it well. Not lay too much Catholic guilt on her. THE URGE was impervious to criticism, but Mary was not. Why do I have these thoughts, she asked herself sadly? Why? As Beth drifted off, Mary closed the book and crept out of the bedroom. In the bathroom, she examined herself in the large half mirror. Mary Savior, wife and mother at thirty-six years. The Classic Soccer Mom. Had the minivan and suburban house. Identified herself first as a mother, second as a wife, third as a lover. Stood five foot nothing in her stocking flat feet; weighed between 125 pounds when she was exercising to 140 pounds when her period was in and she guiltily indulged herself in forbidden sweets and happened to be off her exercise regimen. Shoulder-length blond hair and light blue eyes. Mary would describe herself as average. Just average. Two B cup breasts after the four children; somewhat saggy with traceries of light blue veins; a stomach that pooched out slightly no matter which diet or how hard it was exercised. The bellybutton which frowned downward. The stretch marks, tiny white scars on her tummy and thighs and butt. The marks she bore for her children. Firmly resigned to wearing only one-piece bathing suits to hide her marks. Turning around and looking back over her shoulder, Mary checked to see how her bottom appeared through her work slacks. Oh yeah. The ever-present slight sag of her butt, years ago her best feature. She sighed and left the bathroom. Time to talk with Joseph. Joe was sitting at the dining room table paying the bills when Mary rejoined him. He gazed up at her fondly, his wife of 13 years. He loved everything about her. He was comfortable about her body and her pretty face. Any chance? On a Friday night? Probably not. They were generally worn out after work and coming home to fix dinner and be with the kids. She sure looked down about something. "Kids go down all right?" "Yes," Mary answered dutifully. "Beth was nodding off before I finished Winnie the Pooh. The boys are quiet. I think Faith is already asleep." She sat down next to him at the large table. She sighed. That's how Joseph knew it was talking time. "Anything the matter, hon?" he asked anxiously, wondering what it could be. "You need something?" Mary looked up at him. She didn't want to say the words. Didn't want to see the look of pain in his eyes. Again. She fought for the words and the context to put them in. She lost and just ended up blurting it out miserably. "I... I... I have THE URGE, Joe. I have the URGE and I'm so sorry..." she gushed, tears springing to her eyes. Joe felt the heat rush to his face as he stared at his wife. Not anger--he loved her too much for that--but he felt the distress and the guilty Cumbang Videos Sandi Jackmon Cum Bang Sandi Jackmon at CumBang.com Need Black Cock of close friends or by herself because everytime she smokes pot, she gets real paranoid, and she hates that feeling. She really doesn't smoke it that often anyway. She was thinkin' to herself,........"I definitely don't need this right now"! As she layed there held down by Bone and Iggy, she started feeling stoned almost immediately, and she could tell that this was potent marajuana. Feeling her heartbeat was intensifying because of the marajuana, she could feel everything more intensly now,... the hands that were holding her feet and hands, were strong, and she could feel their stregnth through their grip. She felt a breeze going up her silk skirt, that barely covered her white satin laced panties. Her mind really started flashing on a variety of thoughts that were inconsistent with each other.........."Where are they taking me?..."Where's my boyfriend"? "Why didn't I learn to tie my shoes earlier than the age of six?" "Where will I Mandingo Wikipedia Sandi Jackmon Cum Bang Gangbang coming from Carrie's vagina, and said, "Check it out"!, "look at da bitches pussy"!......."She can't wait to get fucked"! "All you white bitches want da black dick"! "an you gonna get it ,baby",......ooohhhh yeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh!!! "I'm gonna show you how deep you can take a cock, mutha fucka"! "I can't wait to make you scream"!....."I'm just gonna fuck you harda"! "Then I'm gonna pull it out, and stick it in yo ass, bitch"! Carrie froze at the thought of having a penis in her ass,....especially, a large one! She was just settling in and talking herself into taking all of them into her vagina. Now, she has a whole new problem. Even tho she has this fear of being anally penetrated, she has to psych herself up just to survive the ordeal. It will not be easy........she knows her body will never be the same again after they finish with her.............little does she know the full extent of what is about to happen to her..... -end part 2-