“Now you’ll feel what it is like to take something in your asshole. Matilda, prepare her asshole for me,” he ordered her sister. He felt Sara’... hard nipples rubbing against his chest.Matilda scrambled behind Sara, knowing that the Lord loved tight assholes, having sodomized her on numerous occasions, enjoying her screams as his hard cock relentlessly tore into the depths of her bowels. While it hurt to be taken in a place that was not built for such a formidable weapon, she still enjoyed the. Her body trembling with the uncertainty of my filling cock, and the virginal veil that in her thoughts had been saved for me without knowing it until that moment. I released the tented towel from my hips and her eyes darted to the thick hard shaft she had felt only a small part of as yet, her eyes sparkled with both excitement and fear knowing it would soon all be hers.Her arms rose and surrounded my shoulders, her hands cupping the nape of my neck as she stretched to her tip toes to reach her. "Georgettewnt on to explain, "Phil tried to stop our nightly round tablemeetings, claiming we were spreading sedition. That was the straw thatbroke the camel's back. All of us girls agreed, and we were forced toact. So we had a coup and ousted Phil. It seems my poor brother hadnever bothered to save any money. Phil was brook and without a job andno friends. Phil hawas icted from his apartment; he had to swallow hispride and asked to move into Donnas' old room over the bar. He passedhis days. She concentrated hard on not moaning. The harder she tried not to, the more she felt what that finger was doing.“MMmmmmmmm,” finally escaped from her.“Whore,” the man hissed. “Fucking cheap whore in fancy clothes with a fancy car. I knew what you were the minute I spotted you.”She whimpered. She wanted not to feel what she was feeling. But every degradation, every insult, was arousing her. She tried to deny it. I can’t be turned on by this! Oh, fuck!She wished the thug would just ****.