With a forceful lunge his cock again drilled deep into her. This time the head of his cock brushed against her cervix.?Damn girl, you aren’t too de...p. I’m barely halfway in you and I’ve already hit bottom. Freddy, your girl is in for one hard fuck.? Pulling out he again slammed forward the head of his cock hitting her cervix with some force. Jill screamed out in pain. It was unlike any pain she had been in before, more personal and hurtful.?God please stop. You are killing me!? Jill was. Finally they started washing me down & I realized their intent as all my body hair save a small patch of pubic hair washed out. My face felt smoother than it had in Years & I felt fury rising. Apparently it was clear as I received a gut punch to keep me compliant. They told me to meet them back in our block after getting dressed. I eventually found my way there not necessarily to appease them, more alike I was seeking where to find them for my revenge. I was knocked on the floor as soon as I. ”“Ha-ha-ha Rich. Anyway, I don’t like the idea of living on a street named Euclid. Alpine sounds nice, along with Princeton, Telegraph and Christina.”“Uh-oh. Not Telegraph. That’s one of those streets that, you take a right turn and the name changes to Delaware. So, it’s down to Alpine, Princeton and Christina. You know ... the more times I say it ... you’re right, that would be a wonderful name for our own daughter, Christina Caroline Chelsea O’Hara. Now there’s a name, Caroline, my Sweet. In his mid-forties; Vincent Vincennes had managed to die while somehow contriving to live on.And for what?He had been devoured and then regurgitated in a design of a young girl’s own choosing.But how?Positioned on the terrace as he was now; Vincennes could spend hour after hour, immobile on a recliner, staring into the distance. Gazing down and across at the famous bridge and its structure, blind to the Hoogly flowing beneath, he would see only the events that had led him to his current pass.