That’s when Olivia’s cries started back up, muffled by the white ‘pig’s’ dick. Sex her…” I began calmly. “Told you she’d enjoy it.”
Oh my God. “It’s okay… “Did you drug her? “Now Olivia, I’m going to take this out and put something else in, okay,” he tapped on his baton, still stuffed in her tiny mouth. The two sons-of-bitches were chuckling and groaning as they felt up my little girl, Olivia still wailing. Sure enough, he unzipped his fly and his dick sprung out, hardened. She wasn’t old enough to have an orgasm yet, but that didn’t mean her moans didn’t build up to something. But that threat hung over my head. No. I’d given many-a blowjobs in my time. Never to a man this pathetic, and never to a cock this big. And the next thing to hit me? Then I added a second finger, and shortly after that picked up quite a pace. My thoughts were the gun was used as a scare tactic for me to keep my mouth shut. I could only imagine the amount of cum they’d shot into my little girl.
