“You like that, do you?” Jordan asked. Ana didn’t respond. “I said, you like that, don’t you whore?” he growled. Fearfully, Ana nodded. �...�Atta girl.” Jordan grinned. Then suddenly his finger was rammed into her virgin hole. She couldn’t help her scream. Bran clamped his hand over her mouth and Tyson bit down hard on her breast. “I told you to be quiet, slut.” Jordan hissed. He inserted a second finger, tearing her hymen in the process. Blood tricked down her thigh, and she whimpered. Suddenly. ” She shook her head again and looked up at me. “If you hadn’t been so sweet and said yes…”“I only said yes because I wanted to make you happy, do you really want a child?” I asked her softly.“No, not really, I just…” A tear fell down her cheek. “I just didn’t want to be alone all the time anymore.”“Oh sweetheart,” I threw my arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Well, you’re not going to be alone, not anymore. You and I are going to do everything you have ever dreamed about and you can have. Gently caressing his dick, he slowly walked behind her. She was a thing of beauty. Perfect legs, back, pussy and ass. He took one hand and ran it along her muscular butt cheeks. Each time he touched her, it sent a small shock of pain to her from the Cupid’s Arrow. She was trying to see what he was doing. Looking in the mirror, left, right, and even underneath to get a better look. He then gave her a hint of what was about to happen. Taking her perfect butt cheeks, he gently pried them apart to. He had mauled me openly during a picnic and forced my hand to his pants to feel him there--a terrifying hardness. He even opened his pants and showed it to me. I was like a rabbit hypnotized by a snake--it poked up so white and long, with its red cap on top." He made me touch it--it was hot with blood and alive somehow... alive in my fingers like a bird wanting freedom." I put my hand on my privates in my bed and gave myself up to sensuous thoughts and fantasies. I satisfied myself as quickly.