"NO-no-no-n... ," Hilary gasped as he humped deeper and deeper into her.After awhile she stopped her struggles. She had lost, and she realized that he... doomed resistance was simply making her violation all the more enjoyable to the fat, sweaty pig between her legs. She lay still, closed her eyes and tried to contain her tears.Unresisting, Hilary Irvine let the Arab slaver rape her.With a long grunt, Mudada came. As she felt his muck spray inside herHilary let out a small sob but nothing more.. "I'm not allowed to think?" She twisted a little, this way and that, making sure the dress hung properly."Of course you are. You look good in that."She turned, looking over her shoulder at him, eyebrows arching a little."What?" Sorry ... just ... you ... you look good." He tensed a little, obviously uncertain of how she'd taken it."Really?"The broad smile reassured him a little, and he stepped closer."Yes, really." It's not like Shawna, though, is it?"It had slipped out before she could stop. They make me want to get you naked the minute I see you in them.”“Really?”“Sexy as all get-out,” I said.“Stay there and close your eyes,” she said.“Cathy,” I groaned.“Just do it, Bobby,” she snapped.So I sat there with my hands over my eyes while I listened to the rustle of clothing that meant she was getting undressed. I thought it was odd that, suddenly, she was shy, but I went with it. Maybe four or five minutes went by and then she said, “Okay, you can look.”She had put on her baby dolls.. After about three days, we finally get a chance to meet, she also said she had not been fucked in 2 months.I got off work and headed to her house, she was waiting on the porch. Shorts, low cut top, very nice. Looked a lot sexier than her pics, nice set of tits peeking out of the top, lovely brown skin. she invites me in and we go upstairs to her room. We sit down and talk a little more, then I reached over and started rubbingher leg. She said she was nervous, told her i was a little myself. So.