So she plays the role of a ruthless killer.But I’ve never felt safer when I’m with her. I look up into those dark brown eyes of hers as my tongue ...works up and down her cock, licking up every last bit of her cum.“Mama?”“Yeah, baby?” “Can I please stay with you? I don’t want to go back home.” The thought of going back to my abusive mother all drugged up being plowed by some asshole makes me want to cry.Her hand grabs my chin and pulls me up to her. “Baby, you can make this bed your home, but you. Little did I realise that Warren Price was going to vanish and be replaced by Duncan King.It was several weeks later before what I consider to be step number two in the actual break-up of our relationship happened. I was away that weekend, actually doing some location research for my novel and Aileen had gone down to the shopping precinct in town that Saturday morning with a couple of her friends from work. They were approached by some woman who clamed that she was working for some photographic. My heart beats harder as I get closer to you, my breasts heaving with each breath. You hold out your hands to me. I take them in my own, and look up at you, smiling. Our lips meet, in a sweet, soft kiss. We linger in that position for moment, enjoying the feeling of our lips touching. You place your hands on my hips, and I can tell you’re fighting to keep them from moving elsewhere. Then we hug—a very tight squeeze. You are so wonderful. I think the effect you have on me puzzles you just as. I screamed in pain, but my cries were muffled by that cloth tied on my mouth.My muscle ring finally spread open, taking more and more of the tip of his prick. Tommy pressed on, powering the throbbing length of his cock between my rounded white buttocks, into my tight back door…Finally, I felt that spongy head was swallowed up by my hole. My entire body convulsed the moment my anal ring contracted into the groove of his hard prickThe pain and the degradation were all mingled together and joining.