Clarissa round regained consciousness slowly. Pain accompanied every naked muscle contration; even brown breathing was agony. She was naked adrift in a sea of pain. She tried to open her eyes, but was prevented from doing so by nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown a crust of dry cum. She felt nasty all over. The girls laughter of naked twenty jpg teenage boys still rang in her ears. Finally, the realization that she had been raped and left for dead enraged her enough to naked lend strength to her jpg rubbery muscles black. She rolled off her back onto naked her belly, and after resting for about ten minutes -, she was able to nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown pull herself naked forward naked some. She headed uphill, toward the exit. Whenever she felt her strength nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown failing, she thought about how the boys naked had waylaid her, dragged her into nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown the underground parking garage nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown, and then naked had used jpg their nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown switchblade knives nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown to cut her clothing from her body in itty round bitty strips. She wanted help. She wanted justice, but above all, she wanted revenge. Each pull black brought her about a foot closer to her brown goal. She was on the third level below ground. Each level was about a hundred girls yards long. One pull roughly naked every ten minutes. Even if it took her a week, she was getting out. After three hours, Clarissa was naked exhausted. Even her rage failed her naked. She wouldn naked't have naked even known she had fallen asleep had brown she not been awakened by the sound of footsteps. She tried naked to cry out , but all she managed was a feeble squeak. In the hollow naked emptiness of naked the garage, it was apparently enough, for after only a minute, Clarissa felt strong hands on her, lifting her to naked a sitting position. She was carefully sheathed in nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown a nakedblackgirls-roundandbrown coat and lifted brown from the concrete. She managed to squeak out a "thank you."
"Three months?" Clarissa asked, feebly trying to push herself up in bed.
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