Daddy... I'll be good daddy, please, please stop..." you beg, sobbing, as my hands tear the lacy bra from your breasts, fingers digging in sharply and...squeezing your breasts hard. The pain sends a shock of shame through you, as it makes your cunt twitch, liquid heat between your thighs now.My cock slams hard into you, tearing past your hymen, causing a jolt of pain to speed along your spine, your lips parting in a scream. But there's nobody to hear you, living so far away from the city. You. At first she was outraged, but his piercing gaze had calmed her fears and she relented to his desires. Initial disgust at what the young girl was willing to do to her royal body was quickly replaced by a lust she didn't know she had. Soon Heather was reciprocating the young girl's efforts in kind as the High Priest watched intently. Heather's jealousy over this young thing was assuaged by the all-night "praying" they did, leaving her body a sweaty, used-up shell.The High Priest had unlocked her. What do ya think would happen to traffic then?"We all started laughing uncontrollably, more at the situation than anything else, and each time we'd almost stop, one of us would laugh once more and we'd all start over again. Finally, Gina was panting, "Stop! No more. Oh god, I'm going to explode if I laugh anymore." All right, all right," I said, "Let's get this over with." I had the bottle in one hand, and was fumbling with my shorts with the other, trying to get my semi-hard cock free of its. That evening had been special - she met two couples probably in their mid-twenties in the beachfront bar. The deafening music and no common language - Molly guessed they were Hungarian - it sounded like Martian, meant most communication was by touch or sign language. Molly loved dancing pressed up close between the two scantily clad girls, while their boyfriends spent most of the time drinking or ogling the talent It was a fairly wild night, girls dancing half-naked on the bar - Molly found.