He had a grip on the ropes binding her wrists together, using it as a rein to ride her hard, pulling her back onto his r****g cock. Her ass was contin...ually buffeted by his pile driving cock beating painfully into her teenage pussy. The sound of slapping flesh and her moans of pain rang out in the room. “She wouldn’t suck my cock,” he told his partner. “Good, then let’s fuck her.” “Suck my cock,” he ordered me again. “UUGG, never.” “Stop the playing around and gag the cunt. I want to r4pe her.”. Away from school we really didn't have much time together. I was busy with soccer practices and games, and Brad was taking guitar lessons. He had dreams of being a rock star. After I heard him play once I told him he was more likely to end up as a rock collector. Neither one of us could drive, which was another obstacle, since we lived about four miles apart. It was just a little too far for my roller blades. We were eagerly waiting to turn 16, when we could get a driver's license. Brad would. Then she said, ‘Why don’t you stay and have lunch. We can build a fire in the pit over there and cook hot dogs.’ We thanked her and agreed. Joan and I went in with her to bring out the food. I found that not only did she have hot dogs but she had made some deviled eggs and heated some beans and had a couple of different kinds of chips. She also had a big thermos jug of lemonade. We carried everything out to the big picnic table along with paper plates and cups and long forks for toasting hot. I was thrilled that after two rejections, my story about Michelle, my friend Alec and I having a night of sexual bliss in Kodiak, Alaska was finally published online. Now that it was online, I wanted Michelle to read it. I hadn’t shown it to her earlier, because I was pretty sure she would be too embarrassed to let me publish it. I was pretty nervous watching her read it. She didn’t say anything, but from her facial expressions, it was pretty obvious I had been right. Her face got redder and.