Desperately hoping the injury was just a simple sprain, Marian gently squeezed her ankle to gauge the pain. The waves of agony that instantly surged t...rough her body mixed with the aching pain of bruises and tears in her vagina and anus and her overall exhaustion, forcing her into another bout of unconsciousness.Chapter 2Marian tried to cry, but she couldn’t work up any tears, for her eyes were as dry as they were swollen. She was curled up in a fetal position in the corner of the nest, slowly. When her left hand reached her pussy, she found a slip of juice that moistened her fingers, and immediately introduced them into her vagina. She tried to reproduce the rhythm and motion of Landra’s fingers inside her on the beach and felt an invasion of heat all over. She glanced to the mirror again, following her own movements, her own shakes, her own lips half opened with bliss... and she loved herself so much! She remembered how Landra’s fingertips touched her butt hole, something she had. The metre clearly indicated £12.00, which I didn’t have and I had no way of getting any money for him. “I don’t have any money,” I stammered. “I didn’t know you were a taxi.” The driver didn’t say anything, but he pressed a button on his side of the door, which locked all the car doors. Common place now, but in those days central locking was pretty fancy. He sighed loudly and drove on. There was a police station a little further up the road and I was sure he was taking me there to complain. Gasping for air she clawed at his arms before letting herself go and giving in to the warmth of his mouth, a soft moan escaping her lips. She was stunned for a moment as he pulled away, like a c***d deprived of a newfound treat, she couldn’t help but to whimper before she felt his hand at the back of her head, gripping the ponytail she’d made.“And you must be my sweet little suka..” His thick accent made her eyes roll slightly, and her thighs clamp down. He most assuredly sparked something in.