Her soft lips teased me and I felt her tongue in my mouth. Her hand was on mine again, but this time she pushed it further up her thigh, in between he... legs. She spread her legs a little further apart, allowing me to rub her with ease as she let out a quiet breathy moan. I kissed her neck as her head fell back. She pushed me back against the couch and got on top of me, straddling my thigh as she ground her hips back and forth. My cock was rock hard as I reached around behind her and felt her. In and out he thrust with his cock, over and over as I screamed and cried for the first time since my father’s suicide. They grabbed and pulled my body as if I were a ragdoll, or worse, a commoner. Street whores and rebels deserved this sort of fate, but not me. However, the pieces of shit that violated me over and over that night did not share my same philosophy. Dirt. Whore. Trash. Bitch. They called me everything in a clear attempt to not just break my body, but my spirit. . More

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