"Well, don't you want to know?"I was sure she was teasing. She wasn't.She leaned forward, suspended over me on her outstretched arms. Her eyes locked ...on mine as though she was sifting through my thoughts. She wasn't just waiting; she was studying me. I wondered if it was to predict what I might say or whether she was deciding what secrets to reveal. How could she have healed so quickly? Was our marriage really as fragile as I still feared?"I already asked you that," I told her. "I mean, whether. ” Marcus says quietly as Claire feels his hard cock come into contact with her pussy, she can no longer hold back her tears and they spill over as her body tensed from the knowledge of what is about to happen.Claire screams in agony as Marcus pushes inside her, Claire’s scream isn’t just from the sudden unwelcome intrusion but also because the biggest thing that she has had inside her before was Eve’s two fingers which felt minuscule when compared to Marcus’s cock. The pain that Claire feels as. I'll do anything. Please, fuck, you can't do that. I'd be ruined. Please... anything you want, I'll do for you!" she said, her heart fluttering. There was worry in her eyes, yet she was playing along with his story."On your knees, slut!" he told her.Christine was uncertain; he'd never spoken to her like that, really. The last time was when she coerced him to fuck her, and now it appeared she'd awakened something inside of him. A darker, deeper side to this once innocent nerd."I said, on your. Once I get my clothes off and lay on the gurney, they nurse comes in and takes me to another room to get a CT scan of my head to make sure I didn't break anything or damage my brain. The doctor comes back with the results about an hour and a half later and say that I only have a grade 1 concussion. After the whole accident I ended up with road rash on my face, arms, hands, and knees, a black eye, and a small concussion. While we were leaving the hospital I told my mom about how I got in trouble.