. ." she protested, finding difficulty in speaking. "I'llcry. I can't keep quiet if you do that." He released a sigh of disappointment. Was she backin... down now, finally,for the first time? But she had not finished. "There's a gag in the other drawer. Jam that inmy mouth and . . ." she hesitated, taking a deeper breath. "And then you cando it." The drawer squeaked when he opened it and again when he closed it, and heheld the red gag to her lips for only an instant before her mouth opened andshe. Slowly and with some degree of reluctance, she spread her knees wide for his insertion and he did not hesitate to introduce his thick and fearsome shaft into her secret place like a key into her feminine lock. She opened up for him with no smile on her face but with her cunt lathered with her own juices that anticipated his entry and welcomed it without her full consent. She blamed her own long deprived period without male interaction and her memories of Mister Donovan's depraved use of all her. Scott started sweeping the floor. It was a nice wood floor that he suspected would gleam with a little attention. He found an envelope on the floor near where the side table had been. Scott picked it up. It was some kind of billing statement. He went out into the hallway and opened the side table drawer. It was overflowing with medical bills and insurance statements. Scott walked back to the kitchen where he had seen a milk crate with miscellaneous folders and a box of envelopes. He rooted. " Then kneel down and kiss it."Reluctantly, Scott released her lovely tits and placed his hands on her shoulders to gently press her to a kneeling position in front of him.Sandra found herself kneeling before him with his long, hard penis sticking in her face. As she stared at the swollen head of his cock, her entire sexual life seemed to flash before her.She had been introduced to sex at the age of fifteen in what amounted to rape in the backseat of a boy's car behind the school gym. Six.