I don't think it lasted as long and I didn't hurt quite as bad but my butt still felt like it was burning. He took his pictures but didn't show them t... me."Better," he said.Better? How? I lay in a puddle of my tears."Rest and I will be back."I couldn't go anywhere so what else could I do? Yet I sensed he wasn't saying it to be funny or to be mean. I couldn't explain it but there was a sense of concern. It was like he cared about me.That was the hardest thing about this. He spanked me and hung. Jang for her part was providing a running commentary for their sexual liaison. ‘Yeah, fuck that slut. Look at her! Look at how much she loves it! Don’t you like it Stana? It’s a real cock! Not that little tiny thing your husband has. A real dick. 24 inches of girl cock. Don’t you like it?’ ‘Yes!!’ Stana cried out as her first orgasm reached her. Molly was barely a third of the way in, steadily pumping her meat in and out. Her balls sloshed and shook with every thrust, slapping her thighs with. He could tell by the overgrowth that no one had been there since the uncle died.It was perfect. A cold, gray concrete prison buried in a hill. Better, it was a tomb. No one knew about the well on the property and that kept the price down. Jason had liquidated all of his assets when he was arrested and was able to hide a small amount to start his new life. But revenge came first. He bought the land. No one at the county knew about the shelter or the well.It was easy to attach a lock to. Once I got everything situated I roamed the halls, looking to see if there was anyone else as crazy as me. My search turned up no one on the second and third floors. On the first floor a female's voice answered my knock. We didn't know each other but she seemed glad to see me. She told me there were a few other students in the other dorms, kids who had remained at school for the holidays and a few who had, like me, returned early. She said the cafeteria would be open at five.I introduced myself.