You are not going to marry or even get married. That won’t ever happen.’ ‘Don’t say that, mother. I want to marry one day, I really want to.�... ‘You won’t, Ragnhild, you know very well that that is an impossibility.’ ‘No way!’ ‘Ragnhild!’ ***Flashback cut out*** Mother was right. I won’t marry, and I will never get married, and for that one reason, I’d rather be a dead man. Or a dead girl if you prefer. That said and thought over, I knew what I had to do with the knife that I was clutching in my. He stopped about ten feet away and added as he glanced over his shoulder, ‘Play nice, I’ll be in around two.’ I looked at the jangle of keys, deciphering from the massive amount which key opened the main door. I was worried about a possible security alarm, but discovered that this massive establishment didn’t have one. Remembering that he had once told me that he thought that security systems were a waste of time and that he’d hire security guards, my concerns were hushed. ‘I think I should. Sumaya feels only pleasure now as the boy's finger gets replaced by another rock hard, pulsing cock.This boy immediately starts fucking her from behind, picking up the pace, his cock thrusting hard and fast into her already wet, tight asshole. Each thrust hits her g-spot hard and Sumaya loses herself, her pleasure becoming too much! She bucks hard, cumming again from her ass. She hears one of the boys telling her what a beautiful bitch she is."This bitches ass needs to get stretched out. Her. Right now.”“Can it—can it be shorts?” she asked miserably, wiping her eyes.“Yes, it can be shorts.” Oh my, she was adorable like that.As she turned to head to her room, presumably, a key clicked in the lock and the front door opened. A whirlwind of a girl breezed in and kicked the door closed. “Why is it fucking freezing in here?” she complained instantly, and my God she must really be sensitive to temperature because it had been about five minutes since I'd turned the heater down.Before Blake.