He'd been nearly asleep when she'd called. He was so exhausted anyway, he'd worked hard that weekend and was up late last night doing his homework. I'... working hard for her, he thought. She's probably not even grateful. He felt a twinge of pain in his heart, knowing she would be grateful if she knew he was working for her.He dialed her number; it was busy. Big surprise, he thought to himself, she's probably calling everyone we know and telling them what happened so they can hate me. He dialed. When he plunged his fingers into her, she screamed with pleasure and for the first time since they have started shagging, tears came from her eyes because of how wonderful everything felt. Her breathing was extremely heavy as she continued to move with him. Soon though, she had to take his other free hand and pull it up to one of her breasts to tell him she wanted even more than what he was giving her. He knew what she wanted so he let her drag his hand to her breast and he pinched and pulled. He waited, trying to convince himself it was innocent. Her breathing was slow and shallow. She was asleep, wasn’t she? She stirred like she was half-asleep and just getting comfortable, but then her hand moved down onto his cock. He didn’t dare move. He listened to her breathing. She was asleep, wasn’t she? She didn’t move again, and her breathing stayed light and slow. He realised he was breathing more deeply now, and he could feel his heart beating faster. She was a beautiful, sexy,. Donna gasped as metal touched her skin. The knife went through the fabric with a sharp, loud sound. Donna never heard anything so threatening in her life. Her nightgown was split in two, torn from her squirming body. She was now completely naked in front of her rapist. Her helplessness and humiliation just reached another level. “Do you know, Donna, what is sexier than a married woman and a mother in her early fifties dressing and acting like a slut – like you did the other day when we.