She was wrong. With the added force her slowly pushed forward. First the tip. Sara screamed and cried out for help. The thick cock began to spread her...tight lips, driving deeper, stretching her.“God, please help me,” she whimpered.Her gold cross was tucked tightly between her chest and the floor. She let out a piercing screech as he drove into her. Sara was being split in half. Her tiny pussy wasn’t able to take so much.After what felt like an eternity of tears and shrieking, Neptune was fully. This place had the feel of an underground community that looked out for its own, and these kinds of mental health problems weren’t something that it needed. For its own safety. “Thank you for not kicking me out entirely.” He made a soft acknowledgment of a sound in his throat, and soothed down my stomach and torso. “I hated it. I hated all of it, what he did. It made me sick when I got home.”At that he sat the cream to the side and washed his hands. “Oh. And what was it that you hated his. I racked my brain for a few moments trying to recall how it was that I knew this place. But I just couldn’t place it. That’s when I heard her, from one of the windows of the house an angel was calling my name. ‘Sean? Is that really you Sean?’ I just stood there, completely taken aback that she knew who I was. She had already disappeared from the window and was making her way outside by the time I had come up with a list of who it could have been. My first idea was this girl Samantha. Samantha. Lara heard her own words echo around the room “FUCK ME.” She screamed. They were going to fuck her anyway. Just as they had stripped her and fondled her, they were going to fuck her no matter what she said. Lara was not only resigned to it but she was also welcoming it. She wanted their cocks. As John lifted himself up her legs were released. They came to rest on John’s shoulders. She felt the tip of his cock against her opening and then with a thrust of his hips he was deep inside her. Lara.