I move away, not wanting your mouth near my ass, having never done that. You smile at my reaction and remind me that we have done so much more, intima...e things through our conversations of the past few months. "Fuck me," is all I can say in response, "Please". You move your body above mine and I rejoice in the weight of your body, the feel of your skin on mine. You kiss my neck,caress it. Your knees are between mine. My legs are open. My body is open. You use your elbows to support your weight. God forsook me, but the church helped, as did my parents. In all eyes, I was the lowest of women. I was sixteen. Shunned by society and reviled by my parents, I had to accept their terms, or be thrust into an unforgiving world. I became a maid to my parents. They ceased to call me, Daughter. They took my son and raised him as their own. They used me for a wet nurse, but let me have no other time with my child. A year later, when the man in canvas trousers broke into our home, he hurt me for his. .." I'm sorry I couldn't offer our place tonight, I'd be mortified to have you gals see what a mess it is, having just moved in and all, we've barely unpacked." Quite alright sweetie. I understand perfectly, now don't you fret one bit darling. We're all set here. I told Gladys the same. Give it not another thought."I took a breath. I figured I'd have to sneak into the basement NOW where I would silently remove all of these girly things and hide in a closet all night until they left. I felt the. . oh... I thought, this is what it's like... to be just taken... savaged ... I could feel him harden even more 3 minutes into his heavy breathing and gutteral sounds and I knew he was painting my insides cum white... the bucked hard a few more times and I could hear the loud slurp as he disengaged out of my twitching hole and felt his juice leaking out hitting my leg. He was still holding me by the neck and I heard his zipper going up... the door unlocked and opened. I can imagine the view from.