At first I felt her tight, wet little hold clamp down, and didn’t let me go in very far, but soon I pressed past that. She gave in and started groan...ng out loud, more and more painfully as I started fucking her hard. I don’t know why, but I began really enjoying the sound of her plaintive, but compliant voice. She never said no, or tried to stop me, but I could tell it wasn’t easy. Whenever I gained new ground, and pushed toward total penetration, she would shake a little, and almost cry. I. She was in pain as she had sprained her leg. She could not walk. I suddenly started rubbing her ankles, but my one hand was just above her knee. In between by mistake, I slowly pressed her tight to which she responded saying ouch in a seducing tone. I just looked at her and I saw a naughty grin on her face. I wanted to move more up but I couldn’t as there were other people playing. Few days passed, she recovered from the sprain and came for playing. Again, as usual, wearing a mini skirt but. Nor was there any attempt to gag the septa or keep her screams from reaching the ears of others. On the contrary, Cersei had ordered that she be kept in the rooms nearest to the staircase, thus enabling more to hear the cries of anguish from the ravaged septa. The door was closed and bolted, so they could only imagine the torments that the septa might endure, but that was the point. Cersei wanted it uncertain what torture and suffering Unella might face, so that people could never dismiss it as. I’m happy they’re dead. Good people don’t do that.”“Go on,” Ben said.Kevin’s expression darkened. “That evening Meghan took me downstairs to yell at me. She said some things that about made me lose my mind. I almost beat her. It took every last thing in me to keep from stomping her. I love her, and I was going to hurt her. That’s not right.”Ben nodded. “No, it isn’t. I’m glad you didn’t. It would’ve upset me to put you in the ER.” Ben sighed. “Son, you’re putting too much on yourself. Donnie.