‘Do you want me baby?’ he asked. ‘Mmm… yes,’ she hissed, waiting for his large cock to enter her, to force its way in, to rape her once agai...n. He pushed her legs wide and, still looking at her, thrust his cock into her, all the way in, forcing himself into her soft, tight hole and watching as she threw her head back and cried out in pain and pleasure. ‘You like that, baby?’ he asked softly, intensely. ‘You like me pushing myself into you?’ ‘Yes, baby. Oh god,’ she answered then drew his head. . ...Lily: could, but won'tKen: and we've both thought about Ken: itLily: thinking is one thingLily: better left to just thinkingKen: bending you over is another ...Lily: lolLily: go to sleepKen: is it bad that i want to fuck youLily: yesKen: am i wrong that you want the same?Lily ... not the issueKen: answer the questionLily: gotosleepKen: noKen: answer meLily: no...Ken: no, you don't ....Ken: or you won't answer....Lily: ...no, i'm not answeringKen: well i'll tell you i think of bending you. Me and my parents and younger sister were in Spain to celebrate my eighteenth. We’d been invited out tonight by the couple just down the corridor in our block of apartment. Etta and Simon Brody were there names. Etta was dressed in a smart lime green dress which clung to her figure. She must have been in her late thirties but it didn’t show. “Anyway, me and Simon love it here in Spain. It’s just fantastic. Sun, sea and….,” Etta giggled. “Hey less of that – there’s kids round,” Simon mockingly. The modest yet beautifully cut diamond shimmered in the last ray of the now sinking sun. The stone fragmented the hues of the sunset and seem to glimmer with its own internal luminescence. He took her trembling hand in both of his and kissed her forehead. Tears welled in her eyes and she was blinded. She was conscious only of his presence and of the ring that she knew was a token of his undying devotion. She realized now that he had been saving for this emblem since the first day their eyes had.