Myown instinct for survival somehow gave me the strength to obey him;for whatever he would do to me tonight, THERE WAS ALWAYS FAR WORSEAWAITING ME IN ...HE CELLAR!My mouth was slightly open, my gaze looking no higher than his penis;he would instruct me if he wanted to look in my eyes at any time. Iapproached and smelt the musky manly aroma of a sexually excited alphamale; my own scent was distinctly the opposite, feminine perfume andbody spray all over. The contrast between his masculine scent. I'll never forget that night or that morning. I'll never forget Sally. We both played with lots of different people over the coming months but at the end of many nights we often finished it playing together once again... Great memories. Well, until she finally had to move away. I've since tried finding her a number of times to no avail. [Sally... If you happen to read this, you know I've changed your name in this story and you know by reading the story it's really about you. PM me! I've. At first I thought she was still having a period because her clit and pussy lips where as soft as silk, and felt like velvet to touch. What I didn’t think about was by this time she had undone my shorts which were starting to fall down revelling my really hard and wet cock. She started to smile and said we should go onto the lawn and pulled up her t-shirt and black bra to revel a fantastic pair of tits with a lovely pink halo and really hard little nipples, she pulled her t-shirt back down but. “There, that’s better. Your pretty little panties should help muffle the sound even more.” He said with a laugh.He pulled me to my feet. I stood shivering.“God Damn, you are even prettier than I thought you would be.” He said and squeezed my left breast.He pinched my nipple and I whimpered. He laughed and pinched it again hard. I whimpered and jumped a little. He laughed again. He twisted my nipple and the pain ripped through my young breast.“Feel good, you little bitch? You have no idea.
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