He had given himself up in order to save her, but in the end, it hardly mattered as she had been mercilessly ravaged regardless… though she had tech...ically wanted it at the time. “I’ve got to get out of here and find the others,” she thought to herself, forcing her legs to stand again and wiping the tears from her cheeks. Each step pained her, as her vagina and anus were both quite sore, serving to refresh the horrific memories that she was trying hard to repress. After a few minutes of feeling. We laughed together causing the erection that still filled her to slip from the wonder of her sheath. I could have cried except that I knew we still had time to share before Brian and Jane would return. “Baby,” I cooed, “I think we need a bath before you can get ready for work.” She laughed softly and whispered, “Not if I call in sick,” and winked with sultry invitation knowing that would possibly be the worst thing she could do. “Seriously?” I asked. “No Jerry, but it sounded good at the. "At that point she looked up at me with her big brown eyes beginning to tear up as if telling the story brought back too many unpleasant memories. She was sobbing when she said, "If I have to sleep with someone to stay here and be safe, I'd rather do that than be alone outside again. I'm not a whore though." Honey, I know you aren't a whore and you don't have to sleep with me to stay here. Well you do have to sleep with me or sleep on the couch because there is only one bed but you don't have. It felt like a burning log and I yelled and he laughed and put his hand over my mouth."If you yell too much it will attract other men and they might just want sloppy seconds after I have finished".I was crying and he was fucking. He held my waist, pulled my hair, held my shoulders. After a couple of minutes he had to hold me round the waist cos my legs started to go and he held me up as he rammed in and out of me. Is was on fire in my bum but somehow my cock started to get hard again. I could.