Deep up near the teen's uterus.Spraying her procreation organ with his seed.Arusha,feeling the man spitting inside her.Closed her eyes and cried quiet...y.Robert,having watched the rape was overcome with raging lust.He forced the kid onto all fours and pumped into her jism leaking puss.He shagged away at her like a man possessed.Mark, took her gag off and her wails filled,Robert's ears!Arusha,was sweating.She could smell herself and copulating smells on the air.The man up behind her,was bringing. I didn't want it anymore. I was way beyond that. I needed the feel of fullness only a hard cock can make inside me."Please," I moaned.My tormentor paused in his ministrations. "Please?" he asked."I need it," I whispered.He stood up and faced me. I couldn't look at him."What exactly do you need, my dear?" he asked, smiling broadly."Cock," I murmured, unable to look him in the eyes."You want me to fuck you?" he grinned with self-satisfaction."Yes," I whispered."Then tell me. Ask me for it."I knew. You could see that in the minute you looked at her. I passed this swank apartment house, and there she was, all dolled up with a real short skirt and a big mink stole and she glared at me with that insolent look that rich broads have. I knew she wasn't worth shit, but her money made her think she was.So you know what I did? I staked that place out. I checked the address, then decided to find out about Miss Big Shit. I went back the minute she was gone, and I asked the house manager who she was.. She takes it, brings it forward until... His heart. Almost as though it knew before he did. Beating uncontrollably. And then his mind. Something like a white noise, the impossibility to place a thought, to realize though it knows, though he knows. There's a warmth, the warmth of flesh, how it's completely gorged, how its stiffness comes from within, from deep within and it lies on the inside of his wrist and his hand, his fingers recognize the hanging softness, particularly fragile beneath the.