I'm sure that both Marion and Nicole have offered you to talk to them but it's not the same. I also can understand you hesitating to talk to Dan or Da...rell. But I'm 400 miles away. Consider me a counselor. I promise you that I will never talk to Red about any issue that you raise with me. It's between you and me and the proverbial fence post. Red will understand that and respect it and not try to pressure me into revealing your concerns. As far as I'm concerned you are now family. Maybe think. He did it again and again. He was doing what he said he'd do. He was fucking the shit out of me. At this point I had already cum twice, by now, I was almost in tears."Oh...my...god...please...fuck...me." I whimpered, every word corresponding to a thrust by his cock into me.He grabbed my hair, which, at that time, was down to the center of my back. He yanked my upper body off of the bed. Using my hair for leverage, Eric went animalistic on me. Extremely hard and fast thrusts that moved my body. She quickly snapped a photo of his back, and when he turned to her, he saw she was examining the photo on the screen, and smiling. ‘Hey,’ she said, looking up. ‘Throw me your manual, will you?’ ‘Alright,’ he said, pulling it out and tossing it towards her. She caught it adeptly in her free hand, and went over to the sofa. ‘How do you like your coffee?’ he asked from inside the kitchen after fishing out a couple of mugs from her cabinets. They were meagerly stocked as well. It seemed almost. ..Piss in my mouth! Use my mouth for your fuckingtoilet!...Gluggg...Piss on this slut! Ohhh...Drown me in hot piss!...I don'tcare...Just don't stop pissing on me!...Show me what I'm good for! Mmmm...Showmommy what kind of a slut her little bitch of a daughter is!....LookMommy!...I'm just a niggars piss-whore!....See them pissing in my fuckingface!...Am I being a good little fuck-pig mommy?....Gluggg....Am I being a goodlittle piss-bag for the men?...Make them piss in my face Mommy! Please!".