A few moments later, I could feel her come back. This time she had a warm wash cloth. Still from behind, she began to rub it all over my chest, then...my underarms. She rinsed it and then returned rubbing it on my legs, then my pubic region. And finally, she reached back and rubbed it on my ass, paying particular attention to get the area between the cheeks."This should work soon enough, darling. But I'm impatient," I heard her say. "I want you clean now." Christine? What are you talking. "I'm already ruined for any other man, Jon snow. I'm yours. Now take me.' She said as he kissed her fiercely with passion and quickly pushed and entered her pussy with his hard cock, tearing through her innocence.They broke the kiss as Jon and Sansa gave a cry of pleasure mixed with only slight pain from Sansa. Her walls clamped onto her lover's cock and pulled him deeper into her until he was balls deep inside the wet warmth of her pussy.He was made for her, Sansa thought through a haze of. He just moaned with pleasure as she continued in that manner down his spine. When she took the ice and placed it on his ample ass cheek he moved in surprise. She followed it with her mouth, gently biting him there. Then, she let the ice slide in between his cheeks and followed it with her tongue. He really moaned as her tongue began to swirl in his virgin place, She reached down and fondled his balls as she continued to drive him crazy with her mouth. His dick felt like it was about to explode. Her thoughts scared her. She hardly recognized herself in the abused, submissive woman she remembered from her dreams. Lucid, horrifying, humiliating dreams two nights in a row. And yet her clearest memory from each dream was the overwhelming desire she felt for her abuser, the pleasure she felt when she submitted to his control, and the earth-shaking orgasms he gave her.Last night’s anal rape had been horribly painful, and it seemed to go on forever. But at the end — with no sexual pleasure.
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