Kathir ran towards me and tired to help me up. I was in pain. He carried me toward the bed and helped me lay down on the bed. He called my dad and tol... him that I fell and I was in pain.My dad and everyone came, I was just wrapped in towel and a blanket over me. Everyone was there questioning my uncle as to what happened. I told them to leave as I just wanted to take a rest. My dad said he will stay and take care of me and he told the rest of the people to go eat at a restaurant.I said to my. He began sticking his sharp long finger in my hole and pushing it deep as I gasped. He had me bend over in doggy position as he struggled to fit the xl condom on his cock snapping it almost breaking it. He slammed his cock on my ass which kind of hurt as he teases my hole before the torture. He tries to penetrate but can’t get the head in and begins stroking his cock fast in aggravation. He jars my cheeks open and begins to force it in . It rips its way in as I’m literally screaming and crying. Her nights were our nights. By an unspoken agreement that I’m not sure that I really understood, we hadn’t progressed in our physical relationship other than cuddling together at night and support hugs whenever wanted or desired (which seemed to be a lot of the time, not that I minded at all), but we had one ritual that we shared every evening. She would wait for me to come to bed, no matter how late in the ship’s night it was, either reading a data slate or working at the computer near my. They would follow me around school, throw things at me and jump me in the bathroom whenever possible. That year, a new couple moved in next door to my house. It was a younger couple as I would later learn were Walter And Sara McAllister. On our first introduction, I learned that Mrs. McAllister was a nurse and Mr. McAllister was a certified public account. When Mr. McAllister asked me about my schoolwork, I explained what had happened to me as of now. He seemed impressed that I had skipped a.