Chating with sexgirls. Then the finger again … and again; and yet once more.
Lynn couldn’t move; couldn’t speak; couldn’t even breathe any more….
Lynn couldn’t understand it.
Had Ann joined her on the table? Why was she wrapped in a blanket in Ann’s arms?
Lynn went to move but found her body ached so much that it was all she could do to open her eyes. Chating with sexgirls.