Then things could go easier for you.” “C-c-cooperate?” Her heart thundered in her chest. “Yes. Learn to be a good slave, and you might receive... less harsh treatment.”“What… what do you want me to do?” She couldn’t believe she was uttering those words, but her fear was talking for her right now. “I want you to beg for me to lick your pussy. BEG. You understand?”He wanted her to degrade herself by actively participating in her own rape? Screw that! Ashley’s 21st century feminist mind rebelled on. I looked out through the glass doors. While Mike spread the pieces of chicken on the grill, Nikki filled their glasses with wine. As she did so she turned my way, and seeing me she spread her arms aside so that the blouse fell open. Once again nearly her fine tits came into view, and I couldn’t help smiling. She smiled back. “What is going on here?” I asked myself. Nikki turned away again to set the table on the porch. I went out, carrying a big bowl of salad along with my glass, and while Mike. Then he came back up and spread my pussy lips with his two fingers and was having a good look at my pussy and the hymen in that. “Aren’t u clean there my sweet pie!”, he said as he visually raped me. “I keep myself ready bro, who knows when some Devil might take me?” , I said, smiling my slutty smile.He was rubbing my pussy with his fingers from outside. My whole lower body was looking wet because of the lotion. In the pretext of massaging he was putting his middle finger in my moist pussy. We. 'What kind of fool doeshe take me for?'"It comes down in curls." I love my hair in curls." I told him."Your face is so smooth that you never had to shave,"he told me."Why would I need to shave?" I asked John. Then tomyself I said, "Except my legs." Your face is shaped like a girl our age," Johncontinued. "And you think it is pretty." Don't you think my face is pretty?" You are beautiful, Rob, especially with the makeupthat you use to entice me. It is so subtle yet makesyou look even lovelier.".