The World Of Bdsm

Her vagina lubricated itself in response to his forceful assault on it. He grabbed at her clothes, ripping her top right from her body and pushing her skirt up, giving him full access to her holes.

“Paul, stop! I’m your sister!” She tried to reason with him.

“Yeah, my sister giving her cunt up all around town. If you are going to do that, then Paulie is going to get his piece.” He didn’t even sound like the man she knew anymore. Some other beast had taken over his body.

Jade’s hand reached up to her neck, grabbing hold of the cross.

“Dear, God. Please don’t let him do this. Please make him stop.” She pleaded, her eyes closed.

“Oh, now you are praying?” Paul said, mocking her. “Maybe you should have asked him to keep your legs shut nice and tight!”

He slapped her across the face, hard. She felt a bit dizzy, the sting if his fingers burning into her head, the red palm print embedded on her cheek a evidence of his abuse towards her.

He thumbed her asshole and laughed.

“You got fucked in