"Hahahahahahaha! Damn I fucking love raping little ass bitches like you!"Sobbing uncontrollably, he didn't even hear a word he said. "Ahhhhhh! I'm cu...mming! Ya hear that? I'm gonna blow it all inside you motherfucker!"With a loud grunt he ejaculated inside the poor boy, his nails dug in so much, he started bleeding. Hearing the slight pop when he takes his dick out of someone always made him grin and this time was no exception. Looking at his fingernails, all bloody made him smile even bigger.. There were more cries for more when it was over, demands even."What do we do now?" Mary asked."How about What Is This Thing Called Love?" Cynthia suggested."Come again?" Jake said."What Is This Thing Called Love?" she responded. "It's a very famous love ballad from the World War II era. My mother used to sing it for me when I was a little girl." I've never heard of it," Jake said."Me either," Mary admitted."It's a beautiful song," Cynthia said. "It's about a..." Cynthia," Jake said gently, "I. The shades had already been pulled because the sun shines through the abandoned front office something fierce in the afternoon. All I had to do was ‘accidentally’ lock the door when we entered. She either didn’t hear it or simply didn’t say anything. She settled in behind the desk, logged on to our call, and muted our side. My mind was racing and my hormones raging. I wanted her bad, but I hadn’t quite figured out how to initiate the physical contact. She played with her phone and I wandered in. I'm going to get raped anyway thought Kristina."I'll do it," she said and slipped the panties down her broad hips and thighs."The bra, too," said Rick. Kristina didn't answer but quickly unhooked her bra and pulled the straps from her shoulders. The pretty teenager blushed in shame. Even though she'd been raped before by Rick it was the first she'd been completely naked for the boy. She knew she was being inspected at that moment like a piece of meat. Kristina began to think of all the flaws.