She moaned louder, and Hanna was doing some moaning of her own. Finally, after going all the way to the tip, Christina slammed herself down on... Hanna’s shaft. Christina made it all the way to the bottom, the top of Hanna’s cock seated firmly in her womb, against her open cervix. From there, it was let the fireworks begin. Christina rode the dick unlike any other one she had before. She creamed like never before, and she was loving it. Hanna was enjoying herself as well. She loved feeling. ." NO!" she cut him off.He thought about his next question. He'd promised to ask this one too. But his balls ached and he didn't really want to ask it.He took a breath. "Do you want me to stop?" Oh PLEASE no." Her voice was anguished.She WAS still nervous about this, but was trying to be brave. Her voice steadied. "I want to feel you inside me."He pushed. He didn't try for finesse. He knew her hymen was gone. It didn't really matter why, he just knew the only discomfort she'd feel was the. ‘Greet, stop.’ She froze, standing still and straight with her arms by her side. My father gestured to me. ‘Bella…’ I suddenly knew exactly what to do. I could see Greet’s mind all before me. I could see her history, her repressed lesbian desires, her confusions. I could see how she felt the day she first came to work at the Chateaux for father, her nervousness and eagerness to please. I saw how my father hypnotized her, how he looked into her just as I was now and just tweaked some things to. I thought I was playing a game I couldn’t lose. Restore justice to the universe. My name is Abigail May and I’m not going to be another non-reported statistic. Forty-eight hours later, he cut my high horse off at the knees when he slammed me with a counter for defamation. My wimp of a lawyer dropped me when he couldn’t piece together enough evidence, leaving me with a case that he told me I couldn’t win and a counter lawsuit demanding five years of my pay. In short, I was twenty miles up Shit.