For what she had to say.Beth took a deep breath. She had rehearsed this in her mind for over a year. Yet she was afraid of the upcoming results. "Rick... ever since Philip died, I've been lonely. Very lonely. I know you loved Erin but you and I are fully aware that the Erin you knew and loved will never be back. And if, by some miracle she did bounce back, it would never be the same between the both of you." I'm well aware of that. The Doctor in charge at the asylum says that she never inquires. But when I raised the possibility Sky quickly reassured me that she was not being seriously hurt. ' It's sort of like the muscles of my tummy cramp up ' she explained. ' I told you not to worry. I will tell you if I am having problems. Just enjoy yourself ' Despite her assurances I decided not to spank her any more. Of course this did not mean that I was going to stop hurting her pussy. ' I want to play with your clit for a while ' I whispered. ' Spread open the top of your pussy so that. "No! Not me" she sobbed. "Yer just doing your old job again, slut" laughed the soldier who was about to rape her. Another cruelly commented "that corpse there had a much better body than yer pile of bones" just before he forced his rigid penis in between her aching thighs while tearing at her small breasts with his dirty fingernails. After seven of the lustful soldiers had finished with her she just lay on her back panting with her legs still spread wide while the Sergeant re-bound her. The film had hit straight onto her own fantasy of being the centre of attention from a bunch of guys – all ‘worshipping’ her sexually and her coming time after time and then being covered in their sperm. We returned to our Inner London flat and screwed ourselves silly. She was really wet and it was a no holes barred evening – she finger fucked me as I fucked her and we both loved the feel of her in me whilst I was in her. I fingerfucked her ass while fucking her pussy, then fucked her hard in.