Unconsciously her hand moved to press against the vee between her legs as she remembered the last time Carl had messed with her. She had bled and her ...pussy' (as Carl had called it) had been sore for a long time. Even Carl had been scared when he saw the blood and it made him stop. That was just from his fingers.So far he hadn't put his thing in her but he said he would when she was old enough. She just hoped she could save enough money to go to her aunt's before then.She might have told her. Leslie didn't react when he pushed his cock into her mouth; she didn'tknow what it would taste like when his hot juices shot hard and fast deepinto her mouth. She tried to pull back, the tears brimming at the cornersof her eyes, but he was ready for it and he had clamped her head in hisgrip ensuring that she could not pull back. Leslie was forced to swallowhis spunk as it shot deep into her throat, where despite everything shehad no choice but to swallow every last drop. "There then my little. It's complicated," I started to explain, but Jake actually stopped waking and put his hand to my chest."Okay, fess up," Jake stared at me and folded his arms. Oh crap he knows something's up. "What did you do? Is Jen blackmailing you?" What? Oh, uh, well..." my predicament all came back to me. I'd been all logical and scientific before, but once I had two sexy ladies servicing my every need, and my sister literally cleaning up after me, I'd forgotten about all that. I'd been raping them. It’s similar to a human’s teen years and many of us perished due to stupid decisions.”“Such as?”She laughed. “Scaring the shit out of people by pretending to be statues was a common trick, but the worst involved swooping down and picking people up and then dropping them. Gargoyles, for lack of a better word, can be dicks. It’s part of the reason so many of us were hunted and killed, and I can’t really blame humans for it. I might even argue that our behavior caused us to be hunted in the first.