For a moment, she dared hope he would be satisfied with simply this piece of humiliation, but then she cried out involuntarily as she felt the flicker...ng tip of his tongue licking hotly and wetly up between the widespread mounds behind her. She gasped, wiggling forward in a frantic attempt to escape the teasing sensation."Keep still!" Stephan hissed, digging his teeth into the yielding flesh of one upturned buttock."Aaaagghh! Stop it, please," she wailed. "It hurts."At last he stopped, leaving. "I like your style."Glenda had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. She thought Ben Jackson was a gutless creep. Like Frank did. But he did have a nice body. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad after all. Trust Frank to know what he was doing."You don't seem happy that I'm here." Oh, no... no... I'm glad," Ben blurted. God he was glad! But he was scared. Glenda was so close to him he could feel her body heat. And smell her subtle perfume. She was leaning a little toward him and he found himself. ‘It’s all gone…’ she said to herself, pushing the words through clenched teeth, ‘…all gone.’ She tried to wipe away the smudges from her face and ran her hand through her dark, sun-streaked copper hair. She sighed as the disappointment rushed over her again, just as it had when they had packed everything they owned and fled north from her mother’s abusive boyfriend. All her dreams, all the plans they had made, seemed to disappear in the oily smoke that rose into the now cold sky. Her full lips. The pressure of his hand against her belly made the thickness and length of his phallus even more evident to the baffled woman. Although, since her body had already adjusted to his size, the feeling of utter fullness was blissfully overwhelming. As the troll fucked her with eagerness, Anais was quite certain that she was going to cum again, but then she saw something that brought her back to reality. The brute was no longer holding his spear. Instead, the weapon was flat on the ground while he.