‘Tell me I’m beautiful.’ I repeated. ‘You’re beautiful.’ he told me as he starting removing my clothes. ‘Tell me I have worth.’ ‘You...have worth.’ ‘Tell me you love me.’ ‘I love you.’ he responded. I know he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t possibly. But, I didn’t care. I needed to hear it. I needed someone to say it. I needed to feel wanted. ***The next morning*** I woke up naked on my bed. I quickly got up only to wince in pain. My vagina and headache reminded me instantly of yesterday’s events. I. “I was looking forward to that massage you were talking about.”“Well, then, go lie down and we’ll get right to it.”“What?” She looked at him as he turned on a light. “Who’s going to do it?”“Me, of course,” he said.“You?!” She blinked. “But you’re a man!”He grinned. “I am indeed. What does that have to do with anything?”“But I’m a girl!”“You are indeed,” he said, still grinning. “I noticed that right away.”“But I hardly know you!” she yipped.“True,” he said. “You can stay sore if you like. I’m. " she husked.I heard and felt my zipper, the cool air on my erection and her fingers teasing it from my pants. "No the lights will be on soon." I said"Then put it in me, don't you feel the destiny." Carla muttered, "Please it feels so right."She had twisted her skirt so the rear vent was in front and her panties were to one side, I stooped and with both hands she guided me inside her, she was tight yet running with juices and I jabbed hard at her, a small cry soon stifled and I was inside her,. All I could do was whimper. My cunt felt so wet. I knew I couldn’t possibly want what they were trying to do to me- my body was just trying to prevent me from getting hurt. It was a natural instinct I told myself.The man between my legs grinned as he moved over me, and rubbed his thick black cock over my pussy. He whacked my pussy with his large cock head. Suddenly I felt his thickness sliding home in me. I thought that I was losing my virginity all over again. He began to pound himself in and.