” I couldn’t breathe. He fucked the breath from my body. “She tastes like warm honey.” John plunged into me ferociously; over and over again I...felt the onslaught of his sex as it rammed my tight pussy. I mumbled, “Fuck me…oh damn…Fuck me, harder!” He threw me onto the bed, shoved my legs wide, and plunged deep once again. I felt his thickness shock my system, my heart ached as I thought of my infidelity, but yet my pussy wept for him. I knew that he would take his frustrations out on my body, I. . Let me get this done, first, then I’ll run through a more-comprehensive introduction. Okay?”The touch of fear left her face, but she was obviously still quite confused. I jogged my computer awake and signed into my password-protected diary folder. I hooked my tablet to my computer, then copied this entire file that is current through yesterday onto the tablet. Once that task was done, I disengaged the tablet from the computer, opened the file, then handed Rhee the tablet.“Rhee, I love you,. ’ All that I could say was that hell hadn’t met me yet.The doctor released Ilse from the hospital two days later. Luckily, everything turned out to be fine and our unborn child had sustained no injuries. When Ilse’s ex met Ilse on the street, he had dragged her off her bike and landed his first hit to her face. After that, Ilse had curled up in a ball on the ground and had drawn her knees to her chest, to protect our baby. It explained why I mostly saw bruises all over her arms and legs. She. David Orlando. A long time friend and associate of her fathers. "Oh god no, oh god no." Sandra, come say Hi to David." Her father said from the other room.Sandra was silent. She stood there shaking. Her chest heaved at the thought of greeting David in only her high heels. David Orlando had been a friend of her father's for years. He used to watch Sandra and Evan when they were younger, take them to the pool or shopping mall when needed. He was like an uncle to her.Her father entered the.