I already knew that Johnny wasn’t training me to be a street whore, I knew before he did that he wanted me for his own, that he was training me to be his whore. Pushing his finger into my brutalized pussy, which was swollen and deeply bruised. Xnxx He walked slowly toward me, or rather stalked, quietly, menacingly coming at me. I felt his thumb run across an old scar and the puzzled look on his face as he ran his thumb back over it again. I groaned and wrapped my legs around him, coming against his throbbing shaft. He was getting very aroused and began to thrust the knife handle and twist it until the edge of the knife nicked my thigh. He looked up at me through the hair that was always falling into his eyes and as our eyes met, I gasped and
