Mujhe dard hua par acha bhi lag raha tha..Phir maine kaha ki bs ab aur raha nai jaa raha…Daal do apni lund meri gaand me aur bana do mujhe ek comple...te ladki..Cheen lo meri virginity..Use bs yahi to sunna tha..Usne mujhe kutiya ban ne ko kaha..Maine waisa hi kiya..Usne apna lund mere gaand k.Darwaze pe rkha aur dheere se ghusaane ki koshish karne laga..Aur apna pura lund meri chut(gaand) k andar ghusa dia..Mujhe dard to hua par main use rokna nai chah raha tha..Phir mujhe bhi mazaa aane lagaa jb. C was sitting there with her wicked grin as I looked over, her tongue rubbing around the edge of her lips. I looked to K and saw that she was recording me, making a video on her cellphone. I gasped. The humiliation had pushed me over the edge and I came, shooting my load all over my face, a rather large gob shooting into my throat as another nailed my on the lips, running onto my tongue. It was not the best taste in the world, let me tell you. C almost looked demonic as she told me to. "Thanks for the compliment Denise,but I think guys prefer to be referred to as handsome and notpretty." Cute?" she offered with a smile.I laughed, "not cute either!" I looked at her, the joke hadtaken some of the tension out of me. Thoughts raced through mymind. Could we pull this off. Would I look stupid. Who wouldknow, or find out. "You really think we can pull this off?" Iasked her."Yes I do. Let's give it a try. If its obvious that it isn'tgoing to work then we drop the idea - agreed!", she. After a few minutes, I pulled my cock out and looked at the blood on it, and the blood and sperm dripping out of her split open pussy, as it still twitched from the trauma it had just endured. She sobbed heavily for a few more minutes. **** Saturday Morning ****In the early hours after a political fundraiser, she was woken by the sound of me entering the bedroom and locking the door. She was trapped. Stacy lay still in the bed, paralysed with fear. I stood in the middle of the bedroom, undid my.