Especially in a literal sense. There was nothing that he enjoyed more than butt-fucking a pompous cunt who thought that her ass and pussy were made of...platinum. With his personal wrecking ball of a cock, he could easily do some damage in a woman's bottom and that was exactly what Marvin did. He practically split Celia, making her howl in excruciating pain. She had difficulty walking upright for days, due to the tears in her ass, which Dan was considerate enough to have repaired by his. Marissa's living room had been cleaned up a little since the last timeI'd seen it, but it was still quite a mess. She had a large garbage bagin the middle of the room for the completely destroyed items, whilethere were several piles of things I think she intended to keep orrecover. Patrice's clothes were gone, probably in the garbage bag, butMarissa's blood stains were still there. I thought she'd probably haveto replace the carpet to get rid of those."Are you all right?" Marissa asked me. "Millie, that was back in the days when I was trying to find myself. I would do anything for fun in those days." "Did you know you photographed my aunt? One day when I was older, she showed me her pictures. They were really good." "Who was that?" "Her name is Jemma. She now has four kids and lives in South Dakota." "I guess a person's past always catches up to them," I said as if I was feeling guilty, but I wasn't. "Here's the thing, Spencer. I've always wanted someone to take pictures of me. ” I turned around and touched his face. “You don’t have to be worried. I’m not mad or jealous or anything.” “I can stop this. It’s not important.” “I love you unconditionally. I want to make you happy. I just wish you could try this with me.” “Absolutely not.” He frowned. “Babe, you’ve seen for yourself how intensely rough I get. There’s no way in hell I’m going to use you like that.” “It wouldn’t be using. You love me.” Jay gently moved my hand away and threw his legs over the edge of the bed.