‘Your heart rate is up. Does that mean you are out of shape from the hike or that you love being with me.’ ‘It means you are driving me crazy wi...th your fingers.’ Your hand strays down the front of my shirt to my belt buckle and then back up again feeling me through the cloth. I sigh in contentment at your touch and begin to trace your breast with my hand. You lean into my hand and enjoy the feel of my fingers rubbing your nipple, which has begun to grow with excitement. I push you back and. Then she rolled the stake around in it until it was coated and slippery.Faith slipped down and moved Dawn's legs apart to kneel between them. Dawn lifted herself on her elbows, but Faith pushed her back down, hard. "Don't make me tie you down, Brat. You move when I tell you or you don't move."Faith pushed the towel higher, exposing Dawn's pussy, and roughly lifted the girl’s knees almost to her shoulders. For a moment Faith simply admired Dawn's beauty. Pink inner lips peeking out, slick and. At first. But now in this dire fucked up state I had no option but to do as my body desired." Fuck me harder Timmy! Yes baby. Ah, fuck your mommy harder. Give her what she needs. Make her cum son. I need your cum. Fuck your mommys ass. Yes yes yes...ohhh fuckkkkk...yesss... Fuck the vagina through which I brought you to this world..yes yes yes...aahhhhhh fuuuccckkkkkkkkk!"I came so hard that I was practically bouncing on my bed. I couldn't stop coming. This isn't the first time I have done this. The muscles of her arms, legs and belly strengthened. But it was cold comfort. The perpetual agony of the effort required remained. As did the excruciating torment of the biting lash. Nightly, in the hold, Livia was fucked. Usually by the same brute who had had her first of all but often by several other similar brutes as well. She began to consider it as just part of her new, horrifying existence. I will, Livia frequently told herself, take the first opportunity I get of killing myself. But.