He lead me back inside. "turn out your pockets" he said in an angry tone. I was so frightened, I had never done anything like this before.I thought ho...esty would be the best policy and took out the chocolate bar.'I call the police" he said, I pleaded with him not too.He looked me up and down, "I punish you yes?" he asked me I nervously agreed, to what I did not know.The shopkeeper, locked up the shop and lead me through to the storeroom, 'what else have you stolen" he asked me, and told me to. She laid there underneath her biological father as his cock slid in-and-out of her still tight young pussy. She was crying and moaning as he fucked her really hard.Clarissa had known all along that it was inevitable that she would be raped by Russell. Afterall, he had raped her mother and sister. At least her pussy was slick, and it didn’t hurt as he fucked her. In fact, to her amazement, if she was totally honest, his hard cock kind of felt good as it slid in-and-out of her.The young teen had. She let me see her bare breasts and then cradled her lovely tits in the red lace bra. She reached behind her back and pretended she couldn’t reach the hook and eye fasteners.“Please Sir, could you fasten this for me?” Wendy said, breathily.I walked up behind her to fasten the closure, but instead I slipped my hands under the lace cups and cradled her breasts in my hands. I gently caressed and massaged her small tits.Wendy whimpered, “Sir, my pussy is dripping wet. My lubricating fluids will. "Oooo, large curd. I like your style," she said."And the pièce de résistance," he said, reaching into the bag. He pulled out a half gallon of one percent chocolate milk."You just got yourself laid," she whispered. "Open it!"He did and, as if they had been doing this for years, he held it to her lips while she drank straight from the plastic bottle. Then he took a swig himself."Nectar of the gods," he sighed."You got that right," she said, wiping her mouth with the back of one hand. That didn't.