I was crushed. I couldn’t comprehend what had happened. I knew I had been raped. And I knew I hated Brandon more than anyone alive, but what was tha...? Why did that feel so good? I didn’t want it! I was overwhelmed with shame.I realized that I was in his arms being carried like a small child, about half way to the bathroom. I started to struggle and he sat me down on my feet. I was really weak to walk, and my swollen privates hurt so bad I felt myself clinging to Brandon’s sturdy body for. I didn't say anything I just leaned towards him. Again his lips moved against mine. He pulled me on top of him and ran his hands across my body. The hood of my jacket kept getting in the way so I leaned up taking it off. Then leaned back down to kiss him again. Matt's hands ran up the back of my shirt tugging it lightly. I looked at him "what?" I smiled He looked at me and smiled lightly "nothing" I rolled my eyes and sat up pulling my shirt over my head. I looked back down at him, the. "Man, this is gonna be a treat!" proclaimed the man named Rich boldly studying the smoothly-rounded contours of her ripe well developed body without even taking the trouble to hide his lustful gaze. "Where's Phil been hiding you, baby?" Well, I normally don't do this kind of... of thing?" she began to explain with an unhappy stammer, but the other man, Jay cut her off with a harsh laugh."Why does every skin-flick actress have to say the same damn thing?" he wondered sarcastically. "Sure, honey,. I was fascinated, as he pushed into her, all her vulva folded in with him, and it looked as if he was being gripped by a hairy glove, and as he pulled out, she opened up and her inner lips clung onto him as if trying to stop him escaping. I had to turn my head a little to avoid his testicles flopping across my face, and I could just reach her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. I could feel my orgasm building up, and she was starting to push back fast and hard against him making her usual.