I was screaming and crying. When he was totally inside he took it out and i felt it on my asshole. He pushed his tip inside and it was so painful i st...rted to blackout. After a few thrust i passed out. I woke up at night, i was laying on top on D. My ass and pussy felt sore. Cum was still leaking my asshole. I tried to feel my holes and it felt like i could fit my hands inside them. I had no strength get up so i just went to sleep on top of him.In the morning i was woken up by him fucking my. Her hand pushed the bra down a bit and now I could see her brown areola between her fingers. There was not enough space to see a nipple but that was what she did; how she drew you in. It was as though her finger was asking me to get up closer...to lick it...wha??? To lick the screen? Did I say that? I backed off and took a breath. Was I being seduced or was this some hypnotist's trick? I took another deep breath. She seemed to sense that there was a break in the continuum. She, too, backed off. I felt like someone had grabbed me by the balls and dragged my ass through a knothole backwards. I knew the game was over, she knew that I knew too. There was no hiding her sorrow and her shame. She wouldn't even look me in the eye this morning. I got up, showered, and left for work, never saying one word to her.What would happen now was anyone's guess. I guess I really screwed up this time. Bill Peters saw me slump in this morning and took me aside. I explained everything that went on last. ” The teen’s eyes were focused on the crucifix hung above the head of her four-poster canopy bed, its frilly pink accoutrements framing the religious icon with an innocent sensuality.“If I should die before I wake...” As she said these words, a shiver passed through Jenny’s young body as it often did. Images of her dead body, strangled with blue-black bruises on her white throat; or slashed and bloody, her mouth parted in a wordless cry of terror, her bright blue eyes staring sightlessly. As.