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Chapter 81 – Spring Break I
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Copyright 2005
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"Undress," said Major Adele Simpson to the terrified girl. They had just removed her transport restraints and she was rubbing her sore wrists. The cuffs had only been on a few minutes but they had cut into her flesh.
"I want to call my parents first," whined Mandy looking down at her hands still stained with the ink the trooper had rolled on her fingers when they created her ten card.
Mandy had discovered that being arrested was just as dehumanizing as it appeared on television and in the movies. She was made to stand in front of the camera and told not to smile while they took her picture. She hadn't gotten to see the result and that bothered her. Mandy was a very pretty girl who knew she was pretty and quite vain as a result. The picture in her high school annual had depressed her for weeks. She'd shuttered when she recalled the horrible mug shots of famous people that occasionally showed up on the media.
"That will go in a national database of criminals," said Michael resignedly when Mandy asked him about the photo. "It will be with you for the rest of your life."
"Maybe we can get them to expunge it," whispered Mandy.
"Not likely, we're not kids anymore," said Michael looking at Mandy like she was an idiot. His reply had added to Mandy's angst. Michael was planning a career in criminal law and knew about such things. Mandy's goal was to join her father's firm and specialize in corporate law.
After the four were fingerprinted and their pictures taken, they were put in a holding cell. The four were so angry at each other and what had happened they didn't speak with one another. Mandy made a commitment never to associate with the other three as long as she lived.
Requests to call their parents were ignored by the guards. After a short wait, two female state troopers arrived.
"Amanda Toliver Potter, step out," said Adele looking at a clipboard as she opened the cell door.
"That's me. Can I call my parents?" said Mandy standing up and walking toward the open cell door. Once again her request was ignored.
It took all Mandy's courage not to start bawling as the female troopers first shackled her ankles then her wrists to a chain around her waist. Another chain connected her wrists to her ankles. She could only walk in short hobbled steps.
Why are they treating us like we are serial killers wondered Mandy trying to ignore the pain of the metal cuffs digging into the flesh of her wrists and ankles. Fastening cuffs too tight was standard procedure for the South Caroline Highway Patrol.
"Is that really necessary?" asked Larry. Larry Kellerman was Mandy's boyfriend of the last two months. Mandy now considered him an ex boyfriend for the stupid thing he had done.
"Standard procedure," said Lt. Connie Tsai, the organizations first and only oriental female.
"Small steps or you'll fall on your face," said Adele as they lead Mandy away.
"Where are you taking me?" asked Mandy when they reached the outside of the building.
"We need to make sure you have not concealed any illegal substances on your person," said Adele.
"Oh," said Mandy realizing she was going to be strip-searched. She'd feared that from the start. The thought of having her body cavities invaded terrified her. She'd tried to reconcile herself to the experience saying it was no different from a visit to a gynecologist.
"Think they will search our vagina?" Mandy whispered to Suzanne when they were being processed.
"No, way, police can be sued for illegal strip searches. I'm going to sue for what they did to me when they arrested us," said Suzanne between sobs. Suzanne had been crying since they were pulled over by the state police and it was starting to get on everyone's nerves.
"I'm not so sure,' said Mandy recalling how during their arrest the trooper patting her down had been pretty free with his hands.
"Shouldn't a female officer do this?" asked Mandy as the officer squeezed her breasts.
"Only if one is available," said the trooper. "Drug dealers don't get cut any slack."
"We're not drug dealers," said Michael. "Get your hands off her breasts."
"Better shut your mouth boy or you might lose some of those teeth your daddy paid good money to straighten. Two kilograms of cocaine makes you drug dealers in South Carolina. Now wouldn't Senator Williams be ashamed if she knew four of her supporters were dealing," said the trooper pointing to the Williams for President bumper stickers affixed to Larry's new Lexus.
Suzanne had loudly protested and even made the mistake of resisting when the trooper had run his hands over her. She struggled with the officer. His partner came to his assistance grabbing Suzanne's cuffs and pulling them upward forcing her arms to lift behind her back. Suzanne screamed as her shoulder joints were forced into an unnatural position. One trooper held her by the handcuffs with his hand in the small of her back while the other completed the search. Suzanne screamed when the trooper slipped his hand down her brassiere and pinched her nipples hard.
"That's for being a problem," whispered the trooper as he flattened her nipples between his strong fingers.
"Don't fight, Suzanne. You'll get hurt," said Mandy.
"Mandy's right. They'll add resisting arrest to the charges," said Michael.
When they reached the holding cell, there had been a brief moment when the three informed Larry what a world-class shit he was before lapsing into a rancorous silence broken by the arrival of Major Adele Simpson and Lieutenant Connie Tsai.
Mandy had been mildly surprised when they left the police station. She was placed in the back of a golf cart and driven a half mile to a much large building located at the very back of the property.
"It looks like a horse barn," said Mandy when they arrived. She'd had a horse for a while when she was in high school.
"It used to be just that," said Connie as they lead her inside the building to a large almost empty room. Windows on one wall had been painted over and the only light came from the fluorescents. The walls and ceiling were covered with plain white tiles. There were drain traps in the floor. Water faucets with neatly coiled hoses were located waist high on three of the four walls. The only furnishings were a long rectangular table located almost in the center of the room and a pair of metal stools.
It must weigh a ton thought Mandy looking at the table that compared to the surroundings looked almost new. The table was constructed of heavy gauge steel held together by stove bolts. Mandy couldn't help but notice that the table was tilted downward on one of the long sides.
If you put a marble on that, it would roll right off the back realized Mandy. What good is that? The dummies must have built it wrong.
A sturdy metal pipe supported on each end by steel uprights traveled the length of the table three feet above the tabletop. In the very center of the table, another metal upright provided additional support for the horizontal pipe.
"What is this place?" asked Mandy.
"It used to be the training facility for our mounted unit but we moved that to a new place right outside Charleston," said Lt. Connie Tsai.
"Undress, honey, we haven't got all day," said Adele.
"There's nothing inside me. I swear there's not," said Mandy desperate to avoid what she dreaded with all her being.
"A cavity search is never wavered," said Adele stepping closer to Mandy. "Two years ago, officers decided a sweet young housewife with two adorable kids could skip the search. Later, she pulled a five-inch switchblade knife from her vagina and proceeded to kill two guards and another prisoner. Make up your mind, Amanda, one way or another. You can cooperate or not but you are going to have a cavity search."
"I'll cooperate," said Amanda pulling the Kelly green tank top off exposing her small breasts. Amanda sat down on one of the stools to remove her cross trainers and socks. The low rider jeans followed. The final indignity was removing her panty.
"Gimme," said Adele reaching for the panty.
Mandy watched as Adele ominously stuffed the garment in her pocket. Shocked, she was too afraid to protest.
"Stand erect, feet hip distance apart and interlock your hands behind your neck," ordered Connie. "Don't move."
Mandy stood silent as Connie walked slowly around her passing her hands over Mandy's bare skin. Tears filled Mandy's eyes as Connie carefully examined her breasts lifting each one by the nipple as she looked Mandy straight in the eyes. Mandy fought back tears as Connie separated her buttocks to examine her anus. The fact that Connie was breathing heavy as she performed the examination added to Mandy's worries.
"Nice tush, love the tattoo, nothing to report, Major," said Connie ending the search by landing a loud smack on Mandy's rear right where the butterfly tattoo was located. Mandy responded with a yelp.
"I told you so. Can I get dressed now?" said Mandy.
"We're not anywhere near done," said Adele taking a box of latex gloves out of the canvas bag she'd carried into the building.
"Oh God, is that really necessary?" said Mandy.
"Necessary and mandatory," said Adele.
"Can it wait a moment? I've got to pee," said Mandy all of a sudden realizing her bladder was about to burst. She hadn't been to the bathroom since they left that morning. She had been holding it and holding it but the possibility of someone putting their fingers inside her vagina caused her control to vanish.
"Use the drain," said Connie taking Mandy by the arm and pushing her toward one of the floor drains.
"Isn't there a bathroom?" asked Mandy incredulous they were expecting her to urinate right in front of them.
"Sure there is but it's at the other end of the building. Lt. Tsai and I are on a tight schedule. Go there or not at all," said Adele.
"Sweetheart, you might as well get used to pissing in front of a crowd. South Carolina women's prisons aren't exactly private. Now squat," said Connie forcing Mandy to straddle the floor drain and squat down.
"I can't go with you watching," said Mandy after a moment of trying to relieve herself.
"Connie, turn on a hose. Maybe that will help Miss Potter find the will to tinkle for us," said Adele.
Connie walked to the nearest wall, uncoiled a length of hose then turned the faucet handle. The sound of water splattering on the tile floor filled the room bouncing off the walls.
I can't believe this is happening to me thought Mandy as she straddled the drain and parted her labia exposing her urethra. This is the worst experience of my life. I'm going to kill Larry if I get a chance. I've really got to go. I'll just close my eyes and take a deep breath trying to relax. God I don't like the way the two of them are watching me. I've read stories about pretty young females being sexually assaulted in prison by lesbian guards but I thought things like that didn't happen anymore at least not in America. Oh please, please, God, let me pee. I'm about to burst.
It took a couple of seconds but Mandy's bladder finally unclenched. A warm spray of golden urine splattered off the grate soaking her ankles.
"Girl really had to go," said Connie laughing. "Must have been a while, honey, that's strong yellow."
"Hose the drain down after she's finished. The Colonel doesn't like to smell anybody's piss but his own," said Adele inhaling the scent of fresh urine.
When Mandy stood up, she saw that Adele was now wearing latex gloves and removing a clear plastic bottle of what she assumed was a lubricant from the bag. Mandy jumped at the loud clang caused by Adele tossing two heavy metal objects on the surface of the metal table. Mandy visibly cringed at the sight of the bright shiny speculum. They looked well used and very different from the plastic disposable ones that her own gynecologist inserted in her vagina.
"Don't be scared, Amanda. We're just going to take a look inside," said Connie obviously enjoying the effect of the proceedings on the young college coed.
"Have those been sterilized?" asked Mandy.
"If you catch a dose of the clap just send the doctor's bill to the South Carolina Highway Patrol to my attention. I will personally see that you're reimbursed. Now climb up on the table, Amanda," said Adele.
"I go by Mandy. My mother is Amanda," said Mandy desperate to establish some form of human connection.
"We'll take your family history, later. Now climb up and lay down on your back with your butt toward me. Put your head on the lower end," said Adele.
Mandy shivered when her bare flesh come in contact with the icy metal table. Adele made several adjustments to her position before looping a nylon strap around Mandy's ankle. Mandy was too frightened to protest as Adele looped the other end of the strap over the pipe overhead and pulled it tight before fastening the Velcro fastener. Mandy's leg was forced outward at almost a right angle. Mandy silently felt grateful that she had kept up with her yoga practice and remained flexible.
"What are you doing?" asked Mandy.
"Preparing you for a cavity search," said Connie now finished with hosing down the drain. She had come around to the other side of the table. She looped a nylon strap around Mandy's left wrist then looped the free end of the strap over the bottom rung of the table. Mandy's arms were tightly stretched over her head and down.
A minute later, Mandy's other ankle and wrist were secured in the same fashion. Mandy's movements were limited to a few inches.
Hold on, Amanda, stay in control, Mandy told herself. This will be over in a few seconds. God, Suzanne will go nuts when they search her. She is such a wuss. Well this is one thing that her daddy's money won't buy her out of. A week of listening to her bitch had evaporated whatever concerns Mandy would ordinarily feel for a fellow student caught in the same horrible situation.
A flash lighted up the room
When Mandy raised her head, she could see Adele and Connie between the wide V of her legs. Adele was holding a small camera. She had just taken a picture of Mandy's privates.
"What's that for?" said Mandy almost screaming at the invasion of her person.
"Evidence," said Adele using her fingers to spread Amanda's labia before taking another image.
"That's not legal," screamed Mandy at the two.
"What's not legal? Photographic evidence is very effective in the court room," said Adele before capturing another image of Mandy's sex.
"You got a pretty pussy," said Connie placing her fingers on Mandy's clitoris and rubbing the small mound of flesh.
"Please don't," pleaded Mandy. I've never done anything with a girl. I'm not a lesbian."
"Your not being a lesbian is what makes this entertaining. The last time we searched a New Jersey dyke she couldn't wait for us to check out her pussy," said Connie.
Mandy could only watch in horror. The two female troopers were standing there looking at her sex as if they were deciding what to do. After a few knowing looks had passed, Connie began to unbutton her uniform blouse.
"Why is the Lieutenant undressing?" asked Mandy her eyes fixed on Adele whose gloved hand was now separating Mandy's labia squirting lubricant onto the entrance to her vagina. The action of Adele's fingers spreading the viscous liquid over her sexual parts was creating unwelcome sensations.
"Since you claim never to have experienced lesbian sex, Lt. Tsai and I thought it would be educational to teach you to eat pussy?" said Adele nonchalantly as she began to work her fingers in and out of Mandy's well-lubricated holes.
"No, never," said Mandy finding it difficult to keep her head elevated. She could see that Connie had removed her blouse and bra. Her small breasts with their dark brown nipples were exposed. Mandy was totally shocked when Adele and Connie embraced exchanging tongue kisses.
"Oh my God, no!" screamed Mandy beginning to realize what was in store for her. She was going to be the subject of a lesbian rape.
Adele's oily fingers were squeezing Connie's small chocolate nipples as the two women kissed. When they parted, Mandy could see the shiny smear covering Connie's tit.
"Looks like you get her lesbian cherry," said Adele releasing Connie. Connie began to unbuckle her gun belt. "I'll do her girl friend."
"Please don't. Please don't do this. My parents have money," said Mandy desperate to avoid what she feared was about to happen. Mandy considered herself strictly heterosexual. "I'm an old fashion girl. I like cock and only cock," was what she told her girl friends when the topic of lesbian love came up.
"Trying to bribe a police officer in the line of duty is a Class A Felony," said Adele as she pushed a well-oiled forefinger past Mandy's sphincter.
"Stop, that hurts. I'm not into girls," protested Mandy. "I've never done anything except with boys."
"Don't worry, Amanda, Connie and I are experts. Aren't we Con?" said Adele.
"You don't think you're the first bad ass we've had on the Colonel's table," said Connie pushing her panty down her legs.
"There's been so many we've lost count," said Adele adding another finger to the two already inside Mandy's cunt.
"Are you telling us, Amanda, that my pussy will be the first one you've ever eaten?" said Connie moving around to the other side of the table rubbing her cunt as she walked.
"Yes," said Mandy. "Please don't do this to me."
"Never ate pussy, I suppose that makes me something special in your eyes. Where do you go to school, Amanda?" asked Connie.
"They're all from Yale, pre-law," said Adele preempting Mandy's answer.
"Well, I've always heard that Ivy League coeds walk both sides of the street," said Connie who was now standing over Mandy. Connie's lower abdomen was touching the crown of Mandy's head. When Mandy looked up, she could see Connie's erect nipples.
"I'm not going to do it,' said Mandy defiantly. "And you can't make me."
"Prisoner refuses the lawful order of an officer of the law, Major," said Connie in her official voice.
"Here, Lieutenant, see if these change her mind," said Adele handing Connie two pair of vise grip pliers.
"I just wonder if these makes a difference," said Connie reaching forward to grab Mandy's nipples in her thumb and forefinger. Connie displayed her experience in breast torture by deftly positioning the ridged teeth at the base of Mandy's breast then snapping shut the pliers. Mandy's loud screams filled the room as Connie twisted the adjustment at the base of the tool tightening it to the maximum position.
"Now, for your other boob," said Connie applying the second tool.
Mandy was screaming at the top of her voice, shaking from side to side attempting to dislodge the heavy hand tool that had reduced her tender round nodules of flesh to a paper thin state. Mandy could not stop screaming long enough to speak.
"And if that doesn't change your mind, here's a butane torch that will make those pliers red hot in no time," said Adele holding up a small torch for Mandy to see. Adele flicked a button on the handle and the butane ignited with a nasty hiss.
"So what's it going to be? Amanda? Eat a little pussy or get your buds burned off," said Connie grabbing the pliers and pulling them upward as she twisted them a half turn. Mandy's cries filled the room. "If losing your nipples don't work, we can always do your clit."
"I'll do it," screamed Mandy when she finally summoned enough self-control to speak.
"You'll eat my cunt just like it was your boyfriends cock. There will be no hesitating. You will not stop until I cum," said Connie twisting the pliers back and forth.
"Yes, for the love of God yes," sobbed Mandy unable to bear for a minute longer the agony created by the crushing of her tender areola.
Connie released the pliers and laid them aside. Next she put the arm around the sobbing Mandy to comfort her.
"Now that you've decided to cooperate maybe you can avoid further pain by assuming a different frame of mind. Adopt a more positive attitude about what is happening. Try to enjoy yourself. Now I am going to mount your face while the Major searches your cavities for contraband. Concentrate on sucking my cunt will take your mind off the Major putting her hand in your box," said Connie speaking quietly into Mandy's ear as the girl slowly calmed down.
"All right, I'd do my best," sniffed Mandy.
And I mean it realized Mandy. These people are insane and I am helpless. I thought she was going to rip my tits off my chest. I can't stand any more pain.
"Now tell me you want me to sit on your face so you can eat my ass and pussy," said Connie.
"Sit on my face. I'll eat your ass and pussy," said Mandy matter of factly.
"Hand me the pliers, Adele. Mandy does not sound sincere," said Connie reaching for the nearby pliers.
"No, please no, I'm sorry," screamed Mandy. "Please let me try again. I'll do better. I promise I will."
"Put some feeling in it, Mandy. Make me think you really want to eat my holes. Pretend you're a horny lesbo and you've been lusting after my twat for weeks," said Connie.
"All right, just give me a second," said Mandy conscious that as she and Connie were speaking, Adele was inserting a speculum into her anus and cranking her butt hole open.
"Take your time, darling," said Connie leaning down to kiss Mandy on the lips. Mandy was too terrified not to respond when Connie's tongue invaded her mouth.
"Connie, I really want to eat your pussy. You are so beautiful. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you. Please, oh please, straddle my face and let me make love to your cunt and ass with my tongue," said Mandy doing her best to sound both sincere and horny.
"Much better, Mandy. Did you get that, Adele?" said Connie.
When Mandy looked down, she saw that Adele was holding a voice activated tape recorder.
"Got it. Mount the bitch," said Adele putting the tape recorder aside and returning to cranking the anal speculum to the maximum extent.
Connie used a stool to climb up on the table.
Try to relax Mandy told herself as she felt her anal ring being painfully stretched. She watched as Connie stepped over her facing her feet.
"Let's start with my ass. Good foreplay begins with a little butt work," said Connie slowly lowering herself using both hands to separate her buttocks. "Do you suck your boyfriend's butt, Mandy?"
"No, never," said Mandy as she watched Connie's wrinkled brown asshole approach. Mandy's anal experience was limited to a single act of intercourse that occurred her freshman year when she was dating a guy whom she thought was the one. Todd and she had been to a party, danced to the point of exhaustion and drank entirely too much vodka. Once they got back to his place, he had placed her on her knees. To her drunken surprise, at some point, he had switched from her vagina to rectum causing her serious pain. The next day he had apologized using his inebriated state as an excuse. Two weeks later, he had dumped her.
Mandy felt slightly claustrophobic as Connie's buttocks covered her face. She hesitated a moment when she felt the sphincter touch her lips. A slight aroma of feces invaded her nostrils.
"Lick it, suck it and tongue it, Amanda. Make passionate love to my shithole. Convince me that my shit tastes better than a pint of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey," said Connie when she felt the contact between her opening and Mandy's lips.
I can do this decided Mandy passing her tongue over the crinkled skin. It won't kill me.
"She's got a tight bunghole," said Adele forcing her fourth finger into Mandy's rectum.
A low moan escaped Mandy's lips as she felt the painful stretch of her rectal walls. Mandy was finding it difficult to concentrate on Connie's asshole while Adele's fingers were stretching the narrow cylinder of flesh that connected her sphincter to her large intestine.
"She likes it. I can tell. We may have ourselves a butthole mama," said Adele adding the tip of her thumb to the four fingers. Adele took a moment to squeeze more lubricant on the opening. Satisfied that Mandy's butt was as well lubricated as possible. Adele took a deep breath, formed her fingers and hand into a pointed shape and pushed. There was a strong resistance at first then her entire hand slipped into Mandy's ass only stopping at the wrist.
"Take it out. It's killing me," said Mandy her voice almost completely muffled by Connie's butt checks.
"Hang on, Amanda. We're almost there," said Adele turning her hand slowly. Adele felt a sense of satisfaction from looking at the way that Mandy's anal ring was stretched almost to the point of translucence around her wrist. Lucky for her I have small delicate hands thought Adele recalling how her mentor, Myra, had large hands for a woman. After Myra performed a rectal search, a girl's asshole might not fully close for a couple of days.
"Keep sucking ass, Mandy. Show us you're woman enough to take it at both ends," said Connie in response to Mandy's slowing pace.
This is truly the worst thought Mandy concentrating on ignoring the awful pain in her rectum while using her mouth on Connie's sphincter. Mandy realized that Connie's anus was relaxing and beginning to open more easily. The tip of her tongue entered the opening.
"Stick your tongue in my hole. There may be a piece of fudge in there," said Connie.
I'm being too nice thought Adele as she made a fist. It's time to pack this little college bitch's shit.
Adele slowly pushed her arm forward going deeper into Mandy's rectum.
"How's she doing?" asked Adele to Connie as Mandy squirmed in reaction to the fist passing up her GI tract.
"Pretty good, she has potential," said Connie.
Adele's hand encountered fecal material in Mandy's lower intestine. She slowly pushed it upward with her fist until it became firmer. Once that point was reached, Adele pushed even harder to firmly pack the feces down. Adele smiled when she looked at Mandy's bulging abdomen.
Cunt won't shit for a week and then only with a big dose of laxative laughed Adele to herself. And when she does take a dump, it will be her biggest firmest longest turd ever. Adele's fist and arm made several trips into Mandy's lower intestine before she decided to transfer her attention to the other opening. Adele removed her hand then peeled off the heavily stained glove and dropped it into a nearby trashcan.
"No contraband in her rectal cavity. Time to check the vagina," said Adele.
"Ok, brown lips, we're switching holes," said Connie to Mandy standing up to turn around.
Mandy was too far out of it to care. Adele's fist in her butt had been painful but not as painful as the pliers flattening her nipples. Eating Connie's butt had been disgusting and unhygienic but survivable. Mandy steeled herself to face the rest of her ordeal as she watched Connie lowering her pussy to Mandy's mouth. Mandy grunted slightly in response to Adele's fingers entering her vagina. Mandy sensed that something besides fingers had been inserted in her cunt then slowly removed
"My hand has been in more pussies than a gynecologists,' said Adele as she slowly started the process of opening Mandy's vagina. "Oh, what do we have here?"
Adele carefully positioned two condoms filled with a white powder against the opening of Mandy's vagina. She posed one condom just outside the opening and the other in the opening itself. She picked the camera up to create an image as evidence.
"What's that?" said Mandy when she saw the camera flash.
"The Major just removed two tied off condoms containing heroin from your vagina. She is recording photographic evidence for your trial. Now suck my clit, bitch," said Connie.
"There's no heroin inside me," said Mandy.
"That's not what the evidence says. You eat my pussy right and I'll try to get the Major to forget the heroin."
Mandy feeling totally defeated applied herself to pleasuring Connie's sex with her tongue.
Adele's slipped her hand inside Mandy's vagina. She twisted her wrist and used her fingers to locate Mandy's G-spot. Adele traced her fingers across the patch of rough skin.
"Want to have an orgasm, Amanda?' asked Adele stroking Mandy's G-spot with one hand while working her clit with the other.
"I'm not sure I can," said Mandy between slurps of Connie's increasing wet cunt.
"She's got me nice and juicy. She deserves a good cum," said Connie fingering her clit as she rode Mandy's face.
"Why not? I'm in the mood to munch her rug while I fist fuck her," said Adele pulling a stool close to the table and sitting down. She leaned forward to bury her face in Mandy's cunt. Adele's hand formed a fist in Adele's vagina and began to move back and forth in a slow steady cadence. Adele's mouth concentrated on Mandy's clit.
It only took a few minutes for Connie and Mandy to have simultaneous orgasms. Mandy surprised herself by returning the kiss that Connie gave her when their climaxes had subsided.
Mandy felt sore and exhausted. Her puzzlement as to what happened next was quickly answered when Adele grabbed her two-way radio off the table and spoke.
"Sgt. Drew, bring one of the males to the old stable. We girls are tired of muff diving," said Adele.
Ten minutes later, two male state troopers arrived with a shacked Larry.
"Oh my God," he said staring at Mandy's ravaged cunt and asshole.
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