It was blood-curdling, the type that could be heard for miles, but I didn’t care. Xnx I could feel her trembling at this point, and I could hear her whimpering. *This is a fictional tale with fictional characters, any resemblance to persons in the real world are purely coincidental*
I’ll always remember the first time I raped a girl. I partook in my fair share of athletics, from shot-put to high jump. It was so painful for her, and quite painful for me too, with no lube, but I still kept going. I held her there for about 10 seconds before I lifted her off again. She had stopped struggling and crying now and was just motionless, accepting in defeat. I followed her for about 20 minutes, by which time it was dark, and we ended up on a fairly deserted road that was obviously not in
