My soft cock was dripping cum or pre-cum, I didn't know which. I used my hand to get some on my fingers and sucked it off. It taste wonderful , thoug... I still didn't know if it was cum.The Captain started to increase the pace, pushing in fast then holding in. Pulling out fast and holding out, then repeating the fucking. I started pushing back hard onto every in stroke. I was babbling incoherently for more cock on the out stroke.Soon the Captain was forcing his rock hard massively thick cock. Her approach was that she was teaching me something I could uselater, not just this one time. She added a coat of lipstick and somegloss. She turned me around and put the short bob wig and took a look atme. She shook her head, took that wig off and put the long blond wig onme, adjusting it to fit just right. Then... she stepped back and looked at me and said, "Oh my God, you lookso great!" Then she turned me around so that I could look into the mirror.I did not recognize the girl looking back. Me.”A ripping sensation between her legs erupted into the throbbing of slashed muscles. The big prick cut its way through her canal destroying muscle and tender flesh as it thrust in deeper and deeper. The splitting agony raced through her.The angry rapist grabbed Kristen’s legs. He placed his arms under her knees lifting her legs. Now he could hammer into her deeper. Her blouse hung open. Pushing her legs up high on his shoulders. The abuser moved his hands under her bra and grabbed her tits. Get undressed, I mean everything, and stand facing the wall with your hands above your head and think about how naughty you were and what you deserve. I will be up shortly.” When Ellie left the kitchen Mrs Howard turned to Mrs Collins. “So Marsha, you have failed again to take proper responsibility for your daughter’s discipline.” “Sorry Mrs Howard” she said. She held her breath when she heard Mrs Howard call her Marsha. That meant she was in trouble, probably ending up across her knee.