“I... Sir... please....I need you, Sir. Please please make your little whore cum?” I groaned and pulled my hand away, gripping her legs and shovin...g them open. “You want to cum whore? Fine, I'll make you cum. I'll make you cum until it hurts, until you beg me to stop!” Her eyes widened, her body tensing up as she started to struggle against me, realisation shining in her eyes even as her nipples hardened at my words. I gave her no chance to scream as I gripped the comforter that was slipping. And we've grown distant ever since. I trudge into the house and see my sister, Becky, talking to the owner on the phone. "...yes, we have the key....of course....thank you again." She hangs up and turns to me.Becky had curly blonde hair, with pink high-lights, C-Cup breasts, freckles and hazel eyes."We're all set, Mike. Let's go put our stuff away and then we can unwind." She said.Didn't take me long to find my room, and I flop on the bed. It was going to be a long winter...The next week was. I rush to her side and wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. She buries her face on my chest and cries. “I really wish you did not have to meet him. He is an asshole and I hate what he does to women. Here sit down and let me finish making us some breakfast.” “I’m sorry Mike, I am not hungry anymore.” I just want to go home. “I can understand. Here let me get my keys and I will take you home. “Thank you.” I drive Yuan back to the college. Along the way I talk to her to keep her mind off. The empire waist gave her full tits just that little bit of support but left no doubt that her tits were free of any bra.As soon as the dress settled, Maureen could almost feel Carol's hands, 'adjusting' her ripe tits. She wanted that feeling so badly and her nipples confirmed the feeling, so hard now that they hurt a little. What the hell was happening to her, and why was it making her damp just standing there!The door swung open; Maureen turned to face her husband. Bob was stunned, he just.