I sprinted after him and grabbed his arm. “What’s the deal, did you just plan to do it and forget me?” I demanded. “Aren’t you mad at me?�...� Asked Paul with a downtrodden look. “Yes, I’m really mad at you. You just fucked me then ran out without a word, how do you think I feel!” I yelled at him. Paul just hung his head and refused to look at me. “Come on Paul, talk to me, what’s going on?” I pleaded. “I shouldn’t have done it to you,” he said, “you were alone and I should have been stronger. The middle of the floor was wide open. Sitting on the couch was another man. I couldn’t see him very well, but I knew that he was naked. I started to struggle again, weaker, hopeless.“Ssh,” He said. “Stop it.” He held me tighter, squeezing my breath out of me. “What did I say?”“She’s a fighter, isn’t she Mark?” It was the man-shape on the couch. His words were followed with a chuckle.“She can be,” said the voice in my ear. “We might have to get a little rough if she doesn’t calm down.”Suddenly. That's something a faggot would do." I am no-"he slaps me again"you are a faggot but not a very good one. hell you've gotten maybe 4 of my inches down. you got five more to go. now open up and get back to work." no" wrong answer"he grabbed my jaw with his huge hands and forced open my jaw. his dick was in the second it opened. I was back to gagging on his cock."you answer me with yes sir."he keeps fucking my mouth and moaning then he stops and just holds me down. "haha, you shouldn't have. ?I picked out a few styles especially for you,? Barb said, not out of breath at all. ?I want you to find the ones that are most comfortable for you, then we?ll find the color selection you need. I went a size up to accommodate you, hope you don?t mind.? Accommodate me, Petra thought to herself. What does she mean?Sensing Petra?s question Barb whispered, ?It?s ok hon. I love what you?re doing and I want you to feel as pretty as you are.??You know???Of course, sweetie. You think I?d be in this.