Alice stood blocking the doorway."What's happened? Is it Damon..." panic rose in Alice's voice."It really would be better if I came in, Mrs Saunders" ...he repeated."Of course, please" Alice showed him into the living room.The tall constable spoke, his mild country accent full of concern."Take a seat," he paused, "good, now I'm afraid your husband has been injured in a car accident, he's currently sedated in hospital. Nothing life threatening, but he's in a bit of a bad way" But he's such a good. If it wasn't for the amount of times she's walked in on you jacking off, it was the lingering stares you gave her tight body whenever she waltzed around the apartment. This aroused her just as equally as it creeped her out.Your roommate, Hal, had done a fine job at being an upstanding wingman to you... for the most part. He always encouraged you on nights out, that was for sure, but he had broken his promise to not have sex while you were in the room a number of times. Some nights, when they. Glancing down I noticed that the discharge of my pussy coated it so that it almost glistened in the sunlight.“You’re such a slut,” he said, his voice husky now. I could only close my eyes and nod in agreement as he entered me again… and again. And again, taking his time. Teasing me as I slowly became a trembling, panting mess.“Turn with me,” he breathed into my ear, already starting to pivot slowly, his cock deep inside me, forcing me to match his movement on tip toe, until he was facing the. Convinced I was going to die.I came round on my back and realized his intent as fingers rammed themselves home. I fought as best my legs could - throwing him clear and trying to force him away. He wore me down, ignoring my muffled cries. He demanded I let him have his way - or he would fist me. I was worn and exhausted and dizzy. As his cock rammed home into my trembling hole his hand closed on my throat again. I begged for help and cried as loudly as I could through the wet cotton to no.