She lifted a hand in supplication, but he knocked it cruelly aside. He dropped down in front of her, taking fistfuls of silver hair that he brought to...his face, inhaling deeply. He growled at the telltale scent of lingering musk that was on her. She was trembling, uncertain. “Richard, you’re always gone so long… I’m sorry.. I just…” She was pleading, but his stoney expression silenced her. There was nothing but the sound of the lawnmower next door as he knocked her, un-gently, to the floor.. He tried pressing into me further, but it felt like something was blocking him. He held me as close to him as he could, and we changed position. He moved to sitting on the floor with his back against the sofa still poked inside me and forced me to sit on him facing the TV.My front hole was feeling stretched and sore. Timmy didn't let me go. He started rubbing my pee hole again which started making me feel very good again. My hips started moving, and my legs opened wide and jerked each time his. After much hesitation she agreed, and about fifteen minutes later we arrived at my appt. She said she was hungry, so we stopped over at a nearby restaurant and grabbed a couple of burgers. We got back to my apartment and ate while watching the TV, but since there was nothing interesting on, we switched it off and talked about her stay in Chennai so far, making some tentative plans to visit some of the attractions. At about 2:00 am, Deepika said that she needed to change due to the Chennai’s. " Was that last Tuesday?" Yeah, how did you know?" The bastard showed up at my door at about 11:00 pm and practically raped me in my own living room. He didn't leave until after 4:00 am. You would have enjoyed it, Gloria. I could hardly walk the next day." Debra shivered remembering it. She was tempted to tell Gloria every single thing he had done to her. But she had to keep her stoic persona intact. When he wasn't violating her, she was thinking about him doing it. Even now, despite the rather.