"Cacaan open the door!" Damon yelled from the other side of the door.I started to cry but had no idea why."Just leave me alone" I said. I need to get ...ut of here. After a few hours, I unlocked the door and looked out. No sign of him. I left the room. I travel down the hall just until I run into the nurse."Miss what are you doing out here." she said with a worry look in her eyes. Just as she said that two men came out a room and saw us."Will look at we have here new meat." one of the guys said. It could be bad."Brock was quiet until they pulled off the highway into the Welcome Center. When they switched places, Brock tilted his head backward and looked at the roof liner."So you think I should sit down with that woman?" he asked."No," Meredith said. "Not her. And not that idiot who they send to the press conferences. Maybe with one of the baseball guys. Make it a condition of the interview. I think the network will give in. They've called 50 times." The baseball guys aren't real. "Maddie! What are you doing!? Come back!" I stopped my headlong rush, and took a quick glimpse back. Two girls were standing at the top of the escalator, hands over their mouths in shock, while a third was running lithely down behind me. Not being fond of getting trampled, I continued down to the bottom before I turned around again, making sure to get out of the way.Now, I was wearing tennis shoes, and I do this on a regular basis. She was wearing pumps, but still managed to run down the. Suddenly he withdrew and picked up pace, fucking my face faster and harder I was covered in my own spit and tears. Suddenly he pulled out and shot wave after wave of hot cum all over my face. I knew I looked a mess. One of the men pulled out his phone and took pictures. Saying the boys on the wing are going to love seeing what a disgusting pathetic cum slut I am. I know I should hate it, but I didn't. I loved it. This is who I am. This is what I am.As I tried to get my breath I was violently.