Bestiality vids.
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Both were young, about nine or ten. One wore jeans and a sweater, and had light brown hair; the other wore a checkered skirt and a white blouse with a red sweater, with short white socks and black leather shoes. She had long, straight, dark brown hair and a serious face.
Eventually the light-haired girl got up and left, opposite where he was. The boys left, too. As soon as they were gone, he got out and approached the girl. "Hi", he said, very pleasantly. "What's your name?"
"Kelly", the girl answered. "How old are you, Kelly?" "Ten", she answered. "Something wrong?" "No." She didn't want to talk much. So he pulled out his badge. Her eyes grew wide. "Am I in trouble?" "Yes you are. You're out after curfew. Now come over here."
Kelly walked over. "Am I in trouble for this, too?", she asked, handing him a note. There was something on it about her talking in class. He stuffed the note in his pocket and said yes. Kelly, who stood only as high as his waist, looked at him nervously. "If my mom finds out, she'll kill me", she whimpered.
"Then maybe she won't", Brig said. This was what he needed. "Now put your hands behind your back." Kelly put her hands back and Brig snapped the cuffs on her small wrists. It felt incredibly satisfying. He led her to the car and helped her in. Now it was time to have some fun.
11:45 p.m. Friday, May 5 June lay awake in bed, worrying about Megan and remembering how she had been, as a little girl, abducted and raped. She was eleven when it happened. That was 1975. June had grown up in a quiet suburb of Cleveland. She was the youngest and smallest of five children, being only a tiny 4' 3" as Megan was now and just shy of sixty pounds. Her hair then had been long, to about the middle of her back, and dark red like Megan's. Her eyes were hazel--Megan got her blue eyes from her father.
The day it happened, she could remember clealry, had been overcast and warm. She could even remember her clothes: a pink t-shirt with the words "Palm Springs" on front, a pair of white shorts with little bows on the peaked sides and white tennis sneakers. She'd been shopping with her mother and had gone off to look at dolls when a young woman had approached her.
"Hi! My husband and I are kind of lost, and we were wondering if maybe you could help us out", she'd said. She was an attractive, tall woman with short blonde hair, dressed in bell-bottom jeans a halter top. June had said sure, she could help....
xxx "Our car is right over here", the woman said, leading June by the hand to a small silver car parked out at the edge of the lot. She could see a young man with wavy brown hair, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, sitting in the driver's seat. He gave her a friendly smile as she got in with the woman.
"So, where you do want to go?", June asked. "Someplace we can fuck you", the man said, still smiling. June didn't know what that meant. "I don't understand." The man put his hand on her bare thigh. "You will." He looked at his wife. "She's cute. Sexy. Good pick."
"Thanks", the woman had laughed, and suddenly her hand was over June's mouth. June had struggled for a few seconds, then stopped when the man shoved his hand between her legs. It felt good and scared her at the same time.