"Damn it, these bottles go so much faster when you get drunk," Eric let out before tossing it."You didn't need to throw it, fucker," I giggled, hittin... his arm lightly. "Only I'm allowed to do that." Fine, I won't do it again." Eric groaned."Thank you," I slurred before smooching his cheek."What about me?" Donnie asked."Sorry," I apologized, prior to pecking his cheek too. "Happy?" Ecstatic," Donnie answered before his head angled down to my rack.I watched his face for a moment and kept a smile. His cock was now rock hard. Fiendishly he picked up a handful of sand andbegan to sprinkle it on my burning flesh. Now he slowly placed himself aboveme and lowered his flabby body onto mine. The grains of stand bit into my burningflesh like a thousand needles. I screamed and screamed and he rubbed his flabbybody back and forth grinding the bits of rock deep into my burning flesh. Thepain was so bad. I screamed uncontrollable. Finally I felt his large organ begin to push against my small pussy.. His eyes studied every inch of her face as he removed her mask. He gently took her left hand and placed it over her right, and with her hands crossed, he took the sheer scarf and tied them together. Not too tight, but tight enough that she could not use them. Bringing his lips towards her ear, all he uttered was, ‘Trust’. Something about his voice reached her deep inside, spoke to her of such love, such trust, and such familiarity. His hands began to move gently over her body. Her eyes tried to. My sleep doesn’t last long and I seemingly awake suddenly to the feeling of hands on both of my arms and legs pinning me down on the bed, I try to scream but I can’t seem to open my mouth so instead I attempt to struggle and thrash around throwing my attacker off of me or just making it too much hassle for them to deal with but again I can’t move. My inability to move or even scream has me more scared than anything in my life and that fear is dialled up even more so when suddenly a dark figure.