Ashley swallowed the piping hot cum as it poured down her throat. However, the naked soccer player's expression was hardly pleasant as she looked to her past out mother, her arms stretched, her face pale, blood pouring everywhere. "She needs medical help," she says coldly. "We'll cooperate if you give it to her." There was a finality in her voice the men couldn't deny. They knew there was no other option, for all of their cruel methods.

"I'm not their real mother," Laura pointed out as she was forced to the ground and her hands were tied. Her meatyy breasts were squashed against the dirty ground. She jerked her bare legs a little as she was firmly hogtied.

Mary Beth's athletic cheeks clenched as the man came at her. "No! Don't!"

Susan shook her head.

"You'll have to get all the dirt out," Emily said.