... please...." she beggedHe thrust his hips forward aggressively penentrating her dry pussy, causing her to scream as pain ripped through her body. ...He drove himself into her inch by painful inch, ripping her as he went, until his balls pressed against her clit. He paused for a few moments as she thrashed beneath him, to his enjoyment, her body clenched him tightly. He grabbed her forearms tightly, instantly bruising them with his vice like grip, sending agonizing pain up her broken arm. . "He keeps looking at me." She flashed a toothy smile at me. "Everyone's looking at youtonight, Val. You look su-perb." "No, you know what I mean. Like he knows something. And it'sdriving me crazy. Can you get him to stop?" She gave me a most evil look, the kind Debbie got when she talkedabout fleecing idiots out of money. "What will you give me to get himto stop?" *Bitch!* I thought, as something came to me. "His life. If youget him to stop staring at me like that, _all. Every time the word brother left her lips there was a noticeable quake in her voice and body and he could see the flames of lust in her eyes growing. He Took a chance and rubbed her pussy again and was surprised to find she was soaked through her jeans. Her panties must have been drenched for her to be this wet. He could feel her shaking and breathing hard and knew what was coming. He slipped his hand in her pants, she giving no resistance, and smiled at the sound of his finger squishing as. ”So she walked me to her car, opened it, and shoved me in. Then she said, “My place’s just around the corner. You’ll be able to come back and get whatever you’re driving later. So she pushed me in, then like I was a child she used her hands and arms to finagle my legs around so I was in real good, she fastened my seatbelt, closed the door and walked around, got in and sure enough drove about an eighth of a mile to this seedy little apartment complex. She parked her car, an old Chevy, helped me.