Ya comes to our place; you got to pay the toll,” his big fingers clutched her tit tight. He placed his arms under her knees, lifting her legs. XXX It was useless; she just shut up and took it. Kristen’s clam shattered as the hopelessness of her situation dawned on her. Pulling away from the curb, the officer driving adjusted the mirror so he could see her. Kristen sobbed, her weeping an uncontrollable reaction to the dread as he filled her. Her trepidation created a heated, sexual tension in the angry mob that needed a release. Most of the buildings were vacant, empty stores, locked up tight, windows boarded over, the impression of a lost civilization falling into dysfunction.
