Please don't hurt me" I whimpered, begging him not to hurt me. "Shut the fuck up bitch, you brought this on yourself! Look at you, dressed like a tot...l slut! You were dying for someone to come along and rape you weren't you! Standing out here in a secluded park all alone dressed like a slut - didn't you!" He growled as he viciously gripped my hair and pulled on it. He reached down between my legs and roughly slipped a finger inside my tight, wet pussy, it hurt but in such a good way. "Look. She would be ok for a day and not think about him too much, then the next day it would hit her like a freight train. She would think she was strong and that she was fine without him, then she would start to think how much her life would suck if he weren’t in it. The little doubts about his affections disturbed her greatly. She had always been independent and the presence or lack of a man in her life had never bothered her one way or another. She wanted it to stay like that, damn it. Maybe Aren. . all I know is that we were both panting and out of breath when we ran up to our house. Um ... except me, of course, I wasn't panting.And now she has disappeared into the house, wiggling her tight butt as she slipped through the door. You just wait, I'll get you ... With that I'm off after her, and with a short burst of speed (out of breath, hah!) I catch up to her just as she dashes up the stairs. I grab her around the stomach from behind and haul her squealing and struggling figure back. I. I was spent,my face and chest were full of thick,gooey cum and i loved it.I went to bed for a few minutes to relax,then, out of nowhere i feel a sting in my shoulder,when i turn around i saw the old man holding a syringe and i asked him what was all that for,he told me not to worry,it was something good for me.I thanked him and went to sleep for a few hours before i got back home.When i woke up,i felt a bit dizzy and my nipples were itchy he was right there beside me holding my hips and.