My cunt must have clamped tight about him, as I heard him gasp faintly, even as I came. Fuck, I was getting raped. A man was using me, having his way ...ith me, and he didn't care one bit whether I was enjoying it or not. I was a toy, a piece of meat to be fucked. There was nothing I could do to stop him - and it was amazing. "God, you ARE a whore..." He whispered, "I can't wait to fill you with my cum..."I moaned again, unable to move. The thought of him cumming inside of me, of him tensing up. When none of us said anything, Rosita added, “Marita will be leaving you, so you will need another wife, yes?”I reached across the table and took Rosita’s hand, “Marita is our friend and not a wife.”“But she sleeps with you at night. She tells us how nice it is to sleep on your shoulder and to hug you at night. Surely you do more than hug.”Mom was still biting her hand, or at least covering her face, but Millie came around the counter to hug Rosita again. “That is so sweet, Rosita. Mike won’t. When he squeezed her nipple, she gave him a big smile. Now that they were so close together, Robin noticed that Sherry had a silver stud in each nipple and seemed surprised. Didnt it hurt to get your nipples pierced? she asked suddenly. Sherry just laughed and then slowly stood. Not half as much as when I got my clit pierced, she said as she reached down to show Robin the small ring through her clit. She smiled and sat back down beside Jerry. It was sure worth it though. Now, Im always. Then there was the man inside. As he got out, his features immediately set off an alarm within Nick. The dark hair and goatee, the unfeeling and apathetic eyes, and the half smile that represented a scornful sneer. Maynard clapped his hands as he stood outside the car. ‘Very good,’ Maynard said with mock visual accolades. Matt backed up, the smile gone from his face. He lowered his hand to his holster. ‘Who the hell are you?’ Maynard laughed. ‘I wouldn’t do that,’ he told Matt. He quickly.