She beckoned me forward. I headed slowly up the walk and climbed the creaky porch. "I want to speak to the owner of the house," I said firmly, attemp...ing to camoflage the slightest bit of fear. "Yes, he has been expecting you to visit," she said showed me inside. She led me into the front living room and was told to sit on the sofa. I could help myself from stealing glimpses at this very exotic looking woman who still had yet to identify herself. Although dressed in a traditional nurse's. He wanted me to know how useless I was, nothing but a hole to satisfy his needs. The couch rocked with his assault, slamming my face deep into the couch with each trust. My tears wet the cushion as my pussy burned, even after his countless assaults his size still hurt me. However, with each thrust the pain began to fade into the background as the pleasure built up. I didn't want to feel this way, but my body didn't care about consent. Soon I felt myself pushing back with each thrust, soft moans. Not a problem. The tongue and lips soon do their job and the cock starts twitching back and forth. It’s all you can do to hold your balance as the cock thrusts into your mouth. With your hands tied you struggle to hold yourself as your mouth is fucked hard. Fortunately this doesn’t go on for long. The pace slows and pretty soon you’re back to sucking and caressing. The cycle starts again. You lose track of how long this goes on...Someone’s certainly enjoying himself you think.Tied up you have. "Getting my homework done was not something I had a chance to do veryoften. Usually someone had something for me to do, my chores and otherjobs that I was told to do came first. My brother would have me make hisbed, clean his room or do something. My sister would have me do hernails or brush her hair. My mother or father would have me do somethingor another. The next day when the teachers collected the homework theywould ask me why I didn't do mine. The class would laugh when I'd saysomething.