I looked around for something to use as a tourniquet. The dead rapist was wearing a belt. It was already unbuckled. I ripped the belt away from his pa...ts, which was a struggle. When it was finally free, I wrapped my leg with it above the cut and tightened it as much as I could."Make some noise, Debra," Shelly said when I picked up the cell phone."Help!" I screamed as loud as I could, covering the mouthpiece on the phone. Pretty good lungs, I thought inanely. "Help!" I hear you," Sherry said.. The moon shining through the window makes her skin glow. He helps her out of her bra as his lips caress her soft full breasts. She closes her eyes and enjoys the feel of his lips on her skin. Her hand caresses his shoulder as he tastes her skin. His hand slides down her side as his lips close around one taught nipple, making her gasp. His fingers trace the band on her panties as her breathing increases. He slides her panties down as his mouth travels down her stomach. Her hands on his. I fucking hate you! You are a fucking piece of shit you know that!” She yelled with her remaining strength and pride.I said nothing but slid my dick across her lips slowly forcing my way in. She resisted at first so I raised my fist to strike at which she flinched then finally opened her mouth. Sam cringed at the taste of her own pussy and reluctantly began to suck. She traced her tongue around my dick and sucked amateurishly. It wasn’t a porn star suck, but there would be time to train her.Her. It was totally inappropriate for her age."Damn right you will," I said. "Go get me a beer." I pulled off my tennis shoes and socks while Katie ran to the fridge. When she came back I took a swig of beer and sat on the leather ottoman. "Take my shirt off," I ordered."Ew," she said. "It's all sweaty." That was certainly true. After all, I had spent almost two hours being run ragged in humid 95 degree weather. She managed to pull the shirt over my head without touching it any more than.