Her knees snapped together while her feet continued wiggling and panicking. A long-sustained groan was coming from her.A few more snaps made her cry o...t. He moved hair from her face and saw real tears in her eyes.“Carla, Carla. You had enough?” he asked, ready to stand her up.But she gave him a defiant look and shook her head.He laughed out loud and readied his belt again. She grinned, blinked out the tears and turned her face back around. She groaned again, ready for the pain. He raised his. "Have a good day, now."Getting the package back into your house, you wondered what it could be.You took the box upstairs to your room. You set it down on your bed, and as you looked around you saw your reflection in the mirror.There you stood - Alex Everidge, a 20 year old college student, the son of two successful lawyers. A thick tangle of black hair fell messily down around your ears, almost halfway down your neck. Sharp blue eyes stood out from a chiseled face. Girls seemed to flock to you,. ” She fit three more grapes – the biggest Derrick could find, it seemed like – into her pussy. Then, he just continued to rub her pussy. Finally, as the night was drawing to a close, Derrick got up to leave. Penelope breathed a sigh of relief just as she felt something cold run down her back, then partway down each of her arms. She watched in horror as her dress was torn off of her from behind. She quickly covered herself, and looked back to see Derrick smirking. All the nobles were looking,. .....Ohhhhhh ...Miiiiiiiike, that ...... feels soooo ...... goood!" She said between labored breaths. "You're ...... making me ............... do it ............... AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!" Her back arched off the couch and her mouth flew open like she was going to scream, but only a soft "unnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" escaped her lips as the strongest orgasm to date . . . in her young life held her in its throes for what seemed like an eternity to Mike. In reality it was.