She breathed through her nose as she tried to be calm, holding back a couple of almost gags as she did, patiently and obediently waiting with his cock...in her throat. It was when he pinched her nose that she started to panic, and within seconds she was gagging hard round his cock, hearing his groans at her spasming throat as she tried to push him off with her hands to no avail. With a sharp, deep thrust, he suddenly pulled out very quickly, setting her off harder than before, causing her to. It's funny-walking back to my house, I wasn't filled with relief that I had finally gotten a date for the prom and Bill and Tiger would get off my back. All I could think of was-how the hell did I not notice before this how pretty she is when she smiles?FourThe prom was just fine, fine, fine. The six of us did the whole limo bit. I went over to get Alex before the limo showed up, and, when she walked out of the house, she took my breath away. The shoulder-length ringlets of dark brown curls she. ”His eyes started to fill with tears. He knew he could never compare. Not with ‘him’. ‘He’ was a huge wall of muscle. ‘He’ had the stamina of a race horse. ‘He’ was hung like a donkey.‘He’ was her brutal, cruel rapist.‘He’ had raped his wife several times now. Slapped her around. Slapped her until she didn’t know which way was up. Then he’d dragged her into the bedroom, ripped off her clothes and threw her onto the bed. Their marital bed. Where husband and wife slept together. And when his. The melody she hummed while pulling the stubbornly anchored weeds from the soil brought back pleasant memories of days long gone, pushing aside the worries of the present. The Golden Mane was the only home Emmeline had ever known and while not the most ideal place for a child to grow up at, her mother always did her utmost to make her feel safe and cared for. She used to hold her at night, when the thin wooden walls didn’t keep away the guttural sounds from upstairs. Her mother would sing.