Now he started to bang my pussy slowly. It was paining but he stared to bang me fast and I started moaning loudly. I was enjoying the way he was bangi...ng me.But he stopped and took me to the kitchen and made me kneel on the floor and asked to suck his cock again. Then he started drinking water but I was still sucking his dick.He then placed me facing the wall and banged me from the back in my pussy. He took me to my room again and laid me there on the bed still fucking me.He was banging me for. Cause it wasnt like I wanted it, it was just really uncomfortable and it hurt. That and we would make out all the time. I even let touch my body any where and any way that he wanted to. But he wanted more. He kept dropping hints like saying: he had a boner, or saying if I loved him that I would have sex with him (I was such a virgin at the time that I didnt even know what a boner was. He explained a boner was when a guy was horny that his dick got big and hard). He was my first boyfriend and I. "Great. See you in a few sexy." you say.We then hang up the telephone at the same time. The thought of getting to see you again at such a random moment has my pussy already soaking wet. I let my hands travel down my body and touch my pussy through my shorts. I moan as the thought of you touching me runs through my mind. I rub my pussy some more leaning against a wall. I then hear a car pull up in the driveway.I quickly move my hand away and walk up to the door noticing it is you. I smile. He didn’t believe I talked to you at first and he started to rape me. Thank you for coming so fast, I didn’t know who else to call.”“Heather, you did the right thing. I’m glad you weren’t hurt, but I did see a bruise on your ribs before you put the shirt on. Are you sore or tender there?” I asked, as she pulled her shirt up exposing her right breast and touched her side.“OWwww. That is sore. Do you think I could have broken ribs?”“Does it hurt to breathe deep?”“Kind of, but not real bad.”“You.