She was inexperienced, he was a louse, she got pregnant, he laughed and said it was nothing to do with him 'you little slut'. Her parents kicked her o...t because she 'was a slut' and she had to find work damned fast.I was at the local pub one night at a P&C do, not long after she told me her story, and the bloke was there drinking schooners with his mates. He was now nearing forty, laughing and calling another little girl a slut-the exact description used was 'life support system for a cunt'.. ”“Oh, and you think it makes that much difference?”“Immeasurably.”“I don’t know,” Henry sounded doubtful, flicking over a page and pointing to some odd line hoping that onlookers would assume they were quietly discussing the finer points of the script, after all the pair of them really carry the whole weight of the play. He continued, “I have never done anything like this before, you know I haven’t.”“It’s just like falling off a log, darling, at the very least we should get together for a. I was ready to shoot and Craig’s applesack was to be my target.I continued wanking my 8”, getting faster and faster, until I knew I was at the point of no return. As I felt the surge rising through my groin, I bent my legs towards him, ready for my explosion. My first spurt of white cum hit where I was aiming and splashed against his hanging ball sac The next missed and splattered against his sleeping cock. My third, with less force landed again on his now dripping balls. I came more than I. “OK. I can do this. I was at this party last month, and I had a bit too much to drink, and I ended up in the back of a van with this asshole. He…he raped me, Jon, he raped me and then his friends all had their fun too. Jesus Christ, Jon, I was raped.” She breathed the last sentence and immediately broke down again, sobbing once more into my chest.I was too angry to speak. The thought that some son of a bitch had taken my cousin – my Mia – and had stolen her innocence made my blood boil. My head.