Shut up slut u going get everyone attention; As he choke me hard, Who is your daddy slut :You; as I struggled to speak out with my throat choke, th...n he raised me up and as he lie on the bed oh shit it that felt nice as I started riding him, he was fucking me like a machine, I was his bitch. Looking at the door I could see my sister at the corner recording everything as she winked and giving me a sign not to say any thing. She was also fingering herself, if I was hard before I became. To show themselves to whomever may see. She pushed harder into the tight space between her thighs pushing apart with slender hands against her instinctual tension to keep shut, tightly shut. Tightly shut against a glistening warmth. And her thighs began to quiver. She quickly glanced over her shoulder, blonde hair tossed, sucking in a gasp. Shimmers from the copse of Yellow Lark trees looked on. Their disapproval seemed to refocus upon her rising hand inching up her silk blouse. Trembling. . . pussy from behind. Oh God, it's just so confusing." She raped you? Didn't you fight?" I tried, but she was bigger than me. That wasn't the worst part. I-it was only rape at first. The body that I now h-had liked what she was doing to it. My . . . her body wanted it. God help me . . . I liked the way that she squeezed these breasts. I liked the way she moved in and out of me so roughly. I wanted more." And?" I think my mind shut down. The next thing that I knew . . . she was gone.. Killing that Irish thug came easy (even taking into account what the angel had said about the demon's influence) and I felt nothing as I looked at Ambrose and realized I had to argue pretty hard with my instincts not to kill him. Or at least try. As I said, it was obvious that this was a dangerous man."Ambrose," I finally replied in a flat tone of my own.He grimaced and shook his head. "Can you explain to me why an undersized, lanky young lady such as yourself makes my flesh creep with the need.