Gang Raped Soccer Mom   A block over, Debbie's husband Jim, was
walking quickly to catch up with his wife of 18 years and
surprise her on her first night. He could see her walking, her
big ass shifting up and down as she hurried, her breasts
bouncing, unable to be contained even by the heavy duty "granny
bra" he called it. Suddenly, Jim was aware of others in the
area. He could hear whoops and whistles coming out of the
shadows. Several hoods, older teens it appeared, were walking
toward the street and calling to his wife. A sense of panic tore
through Jim as he saw his wife pick up her pace. They were
coming faster now and he could hear one of them calling Debbie
as farmers call their cows. "Moooo", "Mooooo", all the others
were laughing. Debbie had started to run now, but that excited
the group even more. She was running with her purse, her heels
clicking on the cement. She had to keep slowing down to pull
down her skirt, which kept creeping up her legs threatening to
expose her large rear. "Look at that bi