"Why won't the light come on?"My eyes just wouldn't open, they couldn't open, the darkness itself was keeping them closed, the thing in my hand moved,...it seemed to be squeezing my hand, not unpleasantly, no it was comforting somehow, I wanted to see it, but I couldn't!"Danny" the voice again,"Danny, wake up darling, come back to me, please Danny, don't leave me like this"If I could just open my eyes, I could but a name to the voice, it sounded nice, nice and soft and gentle, I wanted to meet. There really wasn't anything it couldn't do. Renewed, she followed the faint sound, which quickly grew into something more recognizable: smooth jazz. It wasn't long before she found the source. The door in front of her was labelled “A. Webber”, and the keypad was glowing a welcoming green. Rose tapped it, and the door opened quietly, revealing the dark interior of a tiny living space. Rose took a cautious step inside, letting the door close quickly behind her. The smooth jazz was much louder. Before I could say anything, he thrust. My father's cock ripped through my hymen, shredding it as easily as it were made of cheesecloth. Pain flared for a moment and then his dick was buried into my wet depths. I gasped, shuddering as he moved deeper and deeper. Pleasure I didn't know existed rippled out of my cunt. My sheath clung to him, the friction so wonderful.“H-how did you know?” I gasped as I felt his balls smack against me.“I recognized the lip print and the $5 dollar bill. The only. Two agile Dryth cocks rub against my skin, leaving their wet mark on my belly, my hips, my buttocks and thighs and between.Not inside. Not yet. Something inside me is already quivering almost painfully in anticipation though.I stand on tiptoes and reach forward blindly with my mouth just to sate the need tingling in my lips and to stifle the gibberish moans that spill from them without my permission. I encounter the nape of Bane’s neck and give it a nip with my teeth – his skin is tougher and.