Carla Miller

, who was struggling now, screaming curses . In a short while her front looked like a live pin cushion , with darts sticking out of her tits , belly,thigh and pussy lips . She screamed as each dart found its mark and at places little trickles of blood flowed down . A dart even stuck her right nipple and one found her navel . After the game was over , the bar crowd milled over a now limp and shaking Anna , held up by the two bikers , examining their handiwork and claiming the darts by the color code and admiring the whole display in general