I don’t have many friends but that’s okay I like being alone. I I’m someone that likes to run in de mornings and reads in the evenings. It’s n...ot that I’m not pretty I think I look stunning I just prefer to be alone. I have long dark blonde hair, about 178 cm high my boobs or not to big they are a firm 80 cc and my hips and ass can carry the Kardashian name. That’s all you need to know for now.The story of how I became addicted to rape starts on a Sunday morning. I decided to take a run to the. Let’s see what this is like. There was a long stairway up from the street, and at the top something more like a reception room than I was expecting. A slim, attractive twink at the desk, with spiked blond hair and glitter on his cheekbones greeted me with a smile, quickly evaluated me as someone who was new here, and explained to me how it worked. Five bucks made me a temporary member of the club, and I had to sign a form that said something about acknowledging that I would be in the presence. She could feel it! Her vagina was rhythmically squeezing the length of penis within it. Quick on the heels of a simply delirious orgasm, a male climax struck like a bolt of lightening!Susan would have screamed if her mouth wasn’t so full. She felt a pulsing rushing power deep inside. Wild eyes staring up at the mirror, she saw something almost beyond belief. Much like a garden hose in an old 1940’s cartoon, she saw a bulge racing up the shaft.In the grip of the almost paralyzing waves of her. So after he slapped my ass I quickly ran out of the bus and stopped under a tree as it was very dark to avoid anyone noticing me there. He came out slowly and I called him so that he can find me. As soon as he came he grabbed my wrists firmly and lifted my hands above my head. I was panting nervously due to which my boobs were bouncing up and down. I was standing in very awkward position as my pallu was on the ground exposing my naked waist. He pressed his knee on my pussy and said “y did you.