I told Willis I had to cum and pee. The bastard said, “Good. Let’s get dirty."He pulled out of my cunt but didn’t move away. He turned Doc on hi...h and told me to play with myself.He said, “Piss on my dick when you cum. Women can do this. You’ll feel so dirty pissing on me. Filthy, stinking, dirty, with a huge orgasm. You’ve never felt anything like it before, and I’m going to help you get in the mood.”I told you before his voice was connected to my clit. The bastard told me I was a cunt and a. The last thing I remembered hearing before I passed out from painwas my shrill shrieks of agony.When I came to I was laid on the floor - a whimpering, quivering messthat had wet himself - with the prison guards guffawing at my expense andMiss Stevens glaring down at me like a demon in a dress."What did I tell you, Josh?" she spoke, each word piercing my mind likean icicle. Suddenly I didn't feel so clever exploiting her phrasinganymore. The extent of my arrogance and stupidity had begun to sink. His free hand worked his pants and eventually pulled his hard dick free. He started to stroke himself while alternating between sucking my nipples. They were more hard and puffy than I had ever seen. I watched him jerking off, almost remembering what it was like to have my own, but as I tried to remember the feeling, my body reminded me that I no longer had one with an aroused throb inside my womanhood. I reached over and took his cock in my hand, wanting to make him feel as good as he was. "Aaaaaaahhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhhh," she was sighing continuously up into his lips, her tongue pushed up into his and circling deep around inside as though searching desperately for another entrance to his mouth.Julie's passion spurred his own. Disbelief buzzing through his brain that this could be happening. Last night in the car he had brutally ripped this voluptuous girl's virginity from between her legs in a brutal rape, and yet today she was writhing and twisting beneath him as though she.