.. Do you need more reasons than these?"Claire listened in horror. Her whole body was trembling. She was defenseless and in the hands of a dangerous p...ychopath. She had lost every—thing now, her parents, her youth, her beauty, her freedom, her happiness. Blanchart lived in a darker world of hate, of grievances, of pain and torture. A world in which a beautiful girl was just an object to be possessed, enjoyed, and humiliated.He picked up a horse riding crop and cut through the air with it near. Her eyes are open and she looks at my big cock.“Oh No!” She suddenly pleads. “It hurts!”“Oh yes Bitch!” I correct her! “It’s meant to fucking hurt!” I shove my cock into her tight little cunt again. She cries again and feels the palm of my hand on her face with another slap. She’s still crying and her big tits are bouncing around like jelly as I fuck her hard. Perfect! What the little prick-tease, doesn’t realise is that her sobbing only makes me hornier. She keeps trying to push me away. It was dangling in the air and Leanna moved lower to take it into her mouth. At the same time, the girl proceeded to take off my shirt. This was sheer plesure. I started to scream loudly (my parents were out of town so I had no fears of being caught doing this) and moaned with pleasure. Just before I cummed, Leanna took me out of her mouth and smiled. She said softly "I love you Kevin...I want you so bad..." I smiled back. "By the way, this is Jade" Leanna said. Unlike Jade, Leanna just tore. Even though me and Mark had just fucked holding Becky was just something that I knew I could get used to. Where Mark was hard teenage muscle Becky was firm but not too hard and her skin was so much softer. Well we sat there talking about school, summer and about anything else we could think of, and of course drinking beer. After a while Karen got up and grabbed Mark by the hand and led him off. “Now I wonder where those two are off to.” I asked Becky.She grabbed hold of my face and said.