I knew she did not want me to hit her or physically cause her other than sexually, but she did want me to use her as my whore and my slut. To be gentl...e and tender with her were not in my thoughts at that moment.I grabbed her legs and forced them very widely apart. As I thrust the full length of my raging swollen cock into her in one full deep hard stroke, she screamed, "You fucking bastard, you'll rip me apart!" Be quiet, you little slut. You wanted me to fuck you and fucking you like you've. He was the rocker that she had always had a small crush on, especially when he would simply smile at her when he came over to hang out with her brother. They had known each other since they were small, and they were close in a neighborly way, despite rarely ever having full conversations. And for some odd reason, she had fantasized about him before, always imagining that he would be kinky, kind of possessive. Strangely, that turned her on. A lot. But she was a good girl, and good girls didn’t. I also told her that I would like to see her in that dress again. She was hesitant that she would not fit into that dress again as she has gained weight during pregnancy. And even I knew it that she would not fit in and that was my plan. I insisted her to wear it and she agreed.She told me that she would change it in the other room and come to this room. So I started waiting in the room for her to come in that dress. I waited for 10 minutes and every minute my heartbeat was going up like a. We step back and the wife give the signal and we grab the fist candle and toss at Huda’s back, her body postures at the sting of the wax but keeps the posture as we add more and pause for a short moment. Panting and jerking I take a whip and smack some wax off her back while the wife tosses small candles at her stomach just as she leans forward realizing escape is futile, she moves to one side to get whipped and then moves to avoid and receives wax. Huda pants and quivers from the stinging.