She was pinned to the bricks and caught, at the mercy of this monster and unable to break free."You're mine!" he lisped, threatening to kiss her.Shit!...he couldn't endure another rape. Not again, not today - no more - and she tried to jump. She tried to end her life and fling herself into the water with every fibre of her being, to escape this terrible vile creature with his strong reassuring arms, but he held on to her too tightly.His clasp became stronger and his fingers slid easily between. ”“I’m famished,” I said.“We should probably freshen up,” she said. “Just because they know we fucked doesn’t mean we should smell like it. I’ll go hit the shower first.”Chelsea rolled off of me and stood up, giving me that everlasting view of her perfect bubble topping those sexy, tan thighs and long, white cotton socks. She sashayed into the bathroom, looking back at me with that mischievous smile before disappearing around the door.I waited several minutes until the water started running, got. But first, I want to return the favor!" I lifted her to her feet, then slipped both hands into the waist of her pants and slid them over her thick, curvy thighs. We stepped into the shower and she sat on the bench seat as I knelt in front of her, parting her legs and diving into her sopping wet pussy with as much gusto as she had shown for my cock. It was obvious from the taste and smell that she'd been at work all day, and I guessed she'd been horny for most of it. She tasted of sweat and. Raw beauty allowed me to achieve so much I began to feel I didn't need anything else. I didn't need to develop any skills or talent to get what I want."It made me contemptuous. Of what value were the talents of people around me when I could get just as much or more without those talents? And since nobody else seemed to be able to achieve my level of beauty it gave me too high an opinion of myself and too low an opinion of everybody else."It blocked my development of empathy. I couldn't.