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  • I said nice to meet you, Heather; you are a very good girl. How do you know Betty baby? Heather said she has baby sat for me before and is very nice to me. I said that is good, but we need to get her home now and tell her parents what happened. You and Mommy get Bobby, and you could if Mommy is ok with it, check on her make sure she is ok. Heather said I will mister Mike, thank you for saving her she is my friend. You are welcome baby, come on girls let’s get Betty home. When we got there, her Dad was out front cutting the lawn and Mom was tending to flowers around the house. I walked up to the Dad and said my name is Mike and my girls and I were at the mall and we seen your daughter get attacked by a kid that lives in your area. We broke it up and brought her home to you. We made friends with Kathern and Heather on your block, and they also know what happened. She is safe and only a little hurt but fine otherwise. I turned and said Tabitha bring her please. And Betty and Tabitha got out and came to us. The man was about to lose it but asked her what happened baby? Keven said I was cheating on him and slapped me. I didn’t do any thing he was showing off for his friends and thought it was funny. He is mean just like his Dad is to his Mom. Baby you need to stay away from his sorry ass, his whole Family are shit, and the poor Mom is stuck with them. Betty said, Daddy, he claims me at school and everyone knows he owns me there. I looked to her and said, Betty, no one can claim you if you don’t want it. What you are telling us is he thinks he owns you then? She said yes Sir, just like his dad owns his Mother, Keven tells everyone he owns me I am his Slut. I said no baby you are not. You are a beautiful little girl and don’t even need to know about this. “What the hell are you doing?” She demanded Her voice shook each time Anthony slid inside of her. Bloodshot eyes looked up at him, “What?” “Pussy only”, She said, “master said my ass is for him only” "All right, this is it," Evan couldn't his excitement. His hips rocked back and forth, pushing his cock back and forth as she flicked her own nipples with her thumbs. He gave me a grin, and mom a leer as we walked in. Before Melissa knew it, Brad had gracefully stood up and was walking in her direction. I would wonder about you two of course, but I just didn’t feel a need to seek you out.” “Fuck, this is a sex shop, I bet that Tony will expect me to have sex with some of these men.” The barrage began, thunderclaps shaking the stillness of the morning as every howitzer launched its payload.
  • Like he was savoring each moment he was inside of her unwilling body. Hermione felt each and every movement of his cock inside of her pussy. Professor Umbridge is raping her at a much quicker, more brutal pace. This isn’t really about Umbridge’s pleasure—it is all about Hermione’s pain. She feels the jolt of each thrust of the strap-on inside of her, each time it hits deep inside of her. She feels the sweaty skin of her professor touching her body each time she thrusts inside, and hears her grunts during each thrust and her moans of pleasure each time Hermione screams into her panties from pain. She knows her Professor is more turned on by her pain than she is in the act of raping her. The lustful way she looks down on her, screaming and crying in pain from the rape, confirms that. Mixed in with the sounds of her screaming and crying, the sounds of the desk creaking and moving against the floor, and the moans and grunts above her, Hermione begins to hear her professor’s heavy breathing from the exertion of the brutal assault she is performing on Hermione’s body. Hermione only feels pain from the act, and a deep humiliation at being reduced to a fuck toy for her teacher’s pleasure. Umbridge thrusts faster and harder into her as she gets closer to her own orgasm, causing Hermione’s tits to bounce from the force of the thrusts. Her teacher’s eyes seem to catch on the movement of her breasts, for she grabs them in her fists and pulls her body up as she keeps thrusting, holding tightly to Hermione’s tits. Hermione screams loudly into her panty gag at the new source of pain. “Your tits can always use more pretty bruises, can’t they, Mudblood?” Umbridge taunts. Humiliated and in pain, Hermione has no choice but to nod as her teacher continues pounding into her body. The teen just closes her eyes and tries to disassociate from the present, hoping it’ll end soon. Her professor's brutality is a constant reminder, however, and it keeps her in the present, all too aware of the act being forced on her. Finally, Hermione hears Umbridge come to her release as she thrusts into her body one last time, lying on top of Hermione and breathing heavily. One of her professor's hands leaves her sore breasts and pulls the soiled panties from her mouth, dropping them to the floor. “What do you say, Miss Granger?” Umbridge pants from on top of her, taunting her. Hermione moans in pain, the strap-on still embedded deep within her pussy. “Thank you for raping my Mudblood pussy, Professor Umbridge,” she says in defeat, remembering the words she had to say at the start. “Will you now support the Ministry, Mudblood?” Tears continue to fall down her face, defeated from all she’s endured. And yet… “No, Professor Umbridge.” From above her, Dolores Umbridge smiles evilly as she slowly eases the strap-on out of Hermione. He grabbed her hand, leading her off the dance floor. This time when I drop my knees I hug Ranger petting him all over keeping him on his feet but as soon as I touched his cock he rolled to his back like he knows what I’m planning. It was a really really big house that had a huge pool and big big bedrooms, it was so so nice, and I mean way nice. The App gives you a lot more control over it than the little remote control that came with it.” I pushed the boy out of me then went to the bed, shrugged off the bra then laid next to my daughter just as naked as she. This trip wasn't about finding my family on the first try so much as it was about getting an idea about the area and where I might concentrate my efforts in the future. and paused time. He quietly crept up to it, slowly pushing it open even more, trying to peer in without being seen. There were more of the manacles, but it was empty of people. “Yes,” Alex said. He understood women’s needs for the perfect wedding but, it was like he wasn’t even part of it. “Again,” Kara urged. “Love looking at your naked body in the mirror. George was heard unzipping his pants as he continued to talk to Shelly.