"How that feel slut? Do you like the way my cock feels in your dirty whore pussy?" Oh God, yes! Fuck me, baby, fuck me in my slut pussy!" I kept pound...ng away at her while I taunted her. "You like getting fucked like a cheap back alley whore, don't you? Tell me. Tell me how much you like my big fat cock, whore!" "Oh God Yes! Fuck me, John! Please fuck me! Fuck my whore pussy! Ohh, Goddd..."She was writhing and squirming under me as my cock plunged in and out of her hot wet pussy. Her moans and. Yes, but now she wants to see it all unfolding for herself, Agape told them. She’s feeling remorse for what she’s done. This could motivate her to want to redeem herself, and sacrifice her life to spare the world from the masked men’s tyranny, a tyranny of blind indulgence. Candice asked, If Camilla dies, the masked men can reanimate her, and make her keep on coming, if artificially. True, Singh explained, but her lust level would quickly drop to zero after her death, as Agape’s had when. His cock was way bigger than my pussy. The pain in my guts was making me sick with pain as hecontinued to thrust deeper into my pussy but he wasmaking little headway. Just as he felt my pussy trying torefuse him further entry he got pissed. He made a deepthreatening growl, gripped my waist tighter and lungedupward into my cunt. I screamed loud enough to breakeardrums but he ignored my agony. Bright, flickeringlights raced through my head and my body went crazy withpain.I remember thrashing. I knew inside my heart that if this doesn’t work, she will go back and tell everyone that I’m a good-for-nothing man.We found the big hut with a sign ‘Lotus Beauty parlor & Spa’ on the beach. Excited, we went inside and were greeted by a young girl. She charged me Rs. 1100 for a hot oil massage and told me I can pay the massage girl extra for sensual services. It was nice and cool inside, and I relaxed a bit.The massage girl came in wearing a blouseless saree that reached her knees. Immediately.