He’d look after me. I watched TV for a while, but then decided a shower followed by a read of my book in bed might be better. I tapped on the door o... John’s bedroom just along the corridor from mine. He was busy on his computer. No, he didn’t need the bathroom. It was mine. The evening was warm so I set the fan slowly going over my double bed and folded down the top covers to the bottom sheet. The bed was comfortable, as I lay naked under the fan, propped up on a couple of pillows. My book. ”“Mm. I would love that, bella. I want to feel that sexy little ass tighten around my finger when you come on my cock.”Alyssa shivered as she firmly grasped the base of his thick cock and guided it inside of her. She kept her heady gaze on him as she felt his large, thick cock slip inside of her, inch by exquisite inch. Penetration rarely brought pleasure to Alyssa; as a sexual abuse survivor, she found it extremely difficult to orgasm from penetration. With Damien, though, she knew that this. .. are you saying what I think you're saying?"Laura smiled and nodded, "She found the fence."We brought her home on Monday morning, Sylvia and I. Doctor Torpid gave Laura a final check and gave me a list of dos and don'ts but it was Sylvia who spoke to the Doctor at length, saying that college boy would not be able to follow the list.The doctor caught me by the arm as we were leaving, "no physical exercise for at least three weeks. Do you understand me, Mr. Tucker?"The library was closed on. So had Fink and the huge brute with the awesome cock.The girl — who had no need to know that she once was the brilliant witch Willow - groaned and tried to rise. She had no idea where she was or why. She also had no idea how long she had been lying naked on this floor. Or why.To be precise: she had no idea about anything anymore. And there was no wish whatever inside her to know.Her ass burned like hell, though.She had problems walking. The chocolate colored bimbo had a giant afro hairstyle and.