Using his thighs, he pulled my legs apart. I felt a sudden jolt of pain rising though my body. He just inserted his 7-inch cock inside me. I was about...to shout when he grabbed my mouth and said: “Don’t shout you whore, just enjoy”. From that moment on every passing second was heavenly.He stroked me up and down while I just laid on top of him motionless. He kept running his hands over my thighs, which made me wet even more. He placed one of his fingers inside my asshole while fucking my pussy. I. I want to go home," I moaned, far too distressed tonotice his choice of pronouns. We were in the backseat of a Prius andheaded to a trendy downtown nightclub where plenty of beautiful, costumedpartiers were sure to be congregating. The heat was cranked up way toohigh and my pale features took on a sickly sheen as a result."She no throw up, yeah?" asked the driver in a thick accent. I saw himglance up in the rearview mirror, and his eyes lingered on meuncomfortably. "Throw up $50 extra."I did,. Sedatives always tended to give me cotton-mouth anyway and I needed the drink."I should hope so." He casually replied, sitting himself down on the leather armchair next to where I was lying on his sofa. "Trust me, any poking around was done with a very light touch. Just perhaps slightly rearranging the furniture but no massive redecorating. I'll think you'll find that nothing of any significance was altered or changed. No, we did not embark upon a program of significant personality alteration. ’ When she left, I began to obsess over the idea of not cumming for a long time. I wasn’t sure how my body would react to such deprivation. The time since the accident was the longest that I had gone without an orgasm since I had discovered masturbation. My thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Doctor Burton. ‘Damn John, you scared the fuck out of us,’ He said as he came over to my bed side. ‘Oh well then pardon my ass for upsetting you by getting my body fucked up,’ I said jokingly. ‘So.