He moved faster, slamming his hips so hard into me that his balls hit my clit every time our bodies made contact. ‘Fuck yeah! Take it you slut.’ H...e yelled as he smacked my bottom a couple of times while continuing to forcefully fuck me. It stung but what bewildered me was how much it helped intensify my pleasure. ‘You like it rough, don’t you? You, sexy fuckin’ slut.’ I was close and his words were helping me rapidly close the distance to the finish line. ‘You just want a big cock fuckin’ your. As long as... you know... it's us two. I want him to hurt us. I love you but I love seeing you hurt and you seeing me hurt.I mean. When I cry. I hate it. But I want it so much.Yeah. Me too. She says.I never thought about it. Not before. Couldn't have imagined it. Not before.But now?Yeah. Now. It's all I want. I mean. Whatever. Fucked up world. Careers. Whatever. Nah. I want this. You and this. You and hurting.We're mad aren't we?We're fucking crazy. She says.Bath. Soap. Her and me. Her back wet. All of them were family appropriate, including the one set of beach pictures I'd taken. Those I'd snapped on St. Thomas from the back of one of the stores as we'd shopped. Big whoop, everyone was in bathing suits, and nothing was showing that you couldn't see at the public pool.My 'adventure' gradually slipped into the background. Prom Night was coming up, and attention shifted to what everyone was wearing, and who they were going with. And not a little discussion about what was going to happen. As he heard Darla’s love whispers, Robert suddenly stopped, leaving her at the brink, until he repositioned himself and thrust his huge cock inside of her, burying it to the hilt. That motion was all that it took, as Darla’s long awaited orgasm exploded like an orgasmic volcano, while she felt herself spurt and jerk more powerfully than ever before. Her passions were now so powerful that she broke the bonds around her wrists and ankles, and then wrapped them around Robert so that she could.