“It’s not like we aren’t coming back.”Helpless, I’d shrugged my acquiescence. There was nothing I could say or do to change her mind. Mom ha... called around lunchtime after hearing the news and seeing some of the social media photos. There was nothing SHE could say or do to change Adrienne’s mind, and she didn’t try. Really, Adrienne and I had broken up before Christmas. Nothing much had changed; our breakup was simply public record now. No big deal. We were all moving on.A few hours later,. ” she finally concluded.“Admit what?” I asked, my tone softening.“I was trying to...” she began, then sighed and looked away.“No, come on, what?” My tone had returned to normal.“I wanted to ... to mimic how it felt with you. My first time.”This made zero sense. “Mimic?” I asked her. “What do you mean?”“I loved it. I love you.” Megan sharply replied, tears growing again in her eyes.This was stupid. Too fucking stupid to be real. “You love me?” I asked her, my tone reflecting how stupid I found. She was our slave now. She swallowed and moaned, "P-please fuck my ass, my Lord."I dropped to my knees and slammed my cock into her broken in asshole. She screamed in pain. Such sweet music. She was mine. I could do what I pleased with her. My balls slapped into her flesh as I pounded her tight hole.Emi crawled around, stroking Hannah's sobs. "Why do you cry, whore? Your Lord and God is fucking you. Why aren't you happy?" Emi seized her chin. "You need to be happy. Let me hear your moans of. Once home I surveyed my cock, it was still wet with our juices. The smell of Alice was all over me. I quickly showered. The next day Connie came to my house after school. She wanted to have sex and we did, but I had to wear a rubber. It was completely different fucking with a rubber on. I like sex better without a rubber. I did not tell Connie that I fucked her mom the day before. After her first time, Connie turned into a nympho, She wanted to fuck all the time. Two days later I was over at.