How much he would have preferred to have her beside him in a skirt and stockings that did justice to her legs and perhaps gave him an occasional glimp...e of white thighs and more. Inexperienced she may have been, but over the weekend she had opened those thighs with increasing desire. He said, “I think you would soon have plenty of admirers, but, of course, we’d look after you until you felt secure. What about your parents, though?”“They won’t like it. I probably won’t tell them until I’m sure. Between outfits, she paused to admire herself in front of the mirror. Theimage before her was as near to perfection as Patience could imagine. Her fullbreasts were her prides and joys. They were the desire of every male she knewand were the envy of every female she knew. Well, almost every female. Therewere some women who also desired her breasts, but Patience wasn't interestedin that kind of relationship. She had beautiful, sparkling, deep blue eyes that were displayed like gemstoneson her. I had to push back to prevent his thrusts from knocking me over but that made the pain more intense. I groaned again as I did my best to withstand him.The dog whined as his cock slipped out of my bloody asshole, his frenzy had grown reckless. I sighed from the reprieve but ended up screaming as he slammed into me again, his cock having extended more and hurting worse. I knew he was going to knot soon and I started crying again. Through bleary eyes I looked at the cold, metal door. I willed it. Justine was quite the sight. No makeup, light blondish brown hair just up in a ponytail, hooded sweatshirt two sizes too big for her, but she oozed both wanton lust and an air of confidence at the same time. Her hazel eyes looked straight into mine as she started running her right hand down her body and under her yoga pants. As her hand was in there, I snapped a pic on my phone. Her eyes got wide.“Wait, wait. No!” she stammered.“My terms. You can just walk home and take care of yourself.