”I grabbed his prick for the first time and slotted its head between my pussy lips. I pressed it back to my cunt hole and settled my weight on it. H...e looked up at me wary. I knew if I didn’t please him- He suddenly smiled. The bulb of his dick slipped into my pussy. I was still wet!I froze, realizing how open my cunt was to this rapist and home pillager. His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me down. “OOWWW!!” I yelled. I wasn’t that wet. It hurt, but not as bad as my sore body. His vise like. I have no idea why but that’s the only word that I can find to at least try to explain. People often mistake is as a suicide attempt but that’s just because the most common place to cut is arms. It’s not about dying, it really isn’t. It can be a cry for help but for most it’s to help cope with emotional pain. It’s a completely stupid way to cope; I’ll be the first to admit that. But I will also admit that it worked unfortunately. Like any other addiction, soon your normal ‘fix’ isn’t. She told me that she knew how i always looked at her and that made her feel good and very horny. she slowly unzipped my jeans with her eyes starring right in mine and totally took my whole cock in her mouth almost balls too ..wow she sucked,swallowed,and burped,and slurrped on my cock licking and sucking everyinch of my thick shaft and tickling the tip of it with her tongue.she had all my precum making lil bubbles in her mouth and made her lips shine like some kind of sexy lip gloss...mmmm with. Maa: hi.Masi: hi. Kaisi hai tu?Maa: mai to thik hu, tu kaisi hai?Masi: mai bhi ekdum mast hu, jiju kaise hai?Maa: wo to hamesha hi thik rehete hai. Mai usse kuch hone nahi deti.Masi: haa. Uske kuch hua to teri chudai kaun karega!Maa: aaisi baat nahi hai. Chudai karne ko to bohot log hai. Mera beta Rahul, Shyam bhaiya, aur jarurat padi to meri beti bhi hai na.Masi: haa, mai to bhul hi gayi thi ki teri family kitni chuddakad hai.Maa: ha. Meri family ka maza hi kuch aur hai. Hum ghar par bilkul.