He pushed her knees up in front of him, once there he quickly grabbed college hold of the hemline of her leggings and tugged them down her thighs to her knees. But Roger quickly took advantage and grabbed the leggings at her knees and pulled her girl legs towards her upper body. Quickly Holly cried out, "No, no no!" But Dale was quick to react to her protest and his fingers went again to her sex and he tried to calm her saying, "It's okay honey just relax, let me make it feel nice again. Roger was surprised how much this was exciting him. He was careful how he pulled on the spandex not wanting to pull it off but he did work it closer to her ankles to allow knees to open some and more important to allow him to pull her ankles higher towards her face. "Be a good girl" he said slapping his open hand on one of her thighs more to sting then anything but as a reminder that he'd hurt her. As Roger continued to pull her ankles higher towards her face Dale kept rubbing her clit and vaginal lips and spreading the wetness her body was making. Holly was in a horror of panic, things had gone from bad to worse now she only had her shirt and bra on her arms behind her head and her leggings and panties around her lower calves and ankles, most of her body exposed to her mother's boyfriend's friend a man she had just met that day, making her feel sensations she hardly understood. While it felt very strangely good, it also felt dirty and filthy and she felt overwhelming shame. She felt such shame even with the intoxication because what his fingers did between her legs felt so powerfully good. Her mind was so caught up in her emotions, shame and humiliation and with her legs pulled up towards her face she didn't see or anticipate what was happening but suddenly she felt an intense pain between her legs as a Dale pushed his cock inside her. Her crying intensified as the realization she didn't give him indian permission to desi pull her onto his lap, feel her boobs, rub between her sex, touch her bare tits or vagina and she definitely didn't want him inside her. But none of that mattered because at that moment in time his cock was working deeper and deeper inside her body on every stroke as her mother's most recent live in boyfriend sat on her arms trapped under her bra and shirt and held her legs up by the spandex leggings and panties she had been wearing that were now bunched around her ankles. Regardless of the fact she didn't want this, there was nothing she could do. She was helpless to do anything to stop them. She felt his cock move in and out of her over and over. She mistakenly looked at Roger's face and saw an evil sadistic smile on his sex face. Holly couldn't help sobbing and tears poured from her eyes but she struggled most to push thoughts out of her mind because unlike with Roger every time he raped her and caused her intense pain all the stimulation Dale had given her body, her breasts, nipples, pussy lips and clitoris had done something odd inside her body and his quick deep strokes inside her felt more intense yet different then anything she had ever felt. She desperately willed for it to stop and to be over because with every second it continued on every out stroke her body fiercely craved for him to push back inside her. Then they told me their story. She’ll be going by Sansa,” Tom answered taking the opportunity to glance at his daughter’s slutty indian appearance again. And, though I could frequently focus around that arousal, the evidence of it would girl be shown on my body through a flushed response in my skin, erect nipples, or a moist spot left on a chair when I got up to leave. The police and FBI will be here by the time you finish your horsey ride. They were okay but we could have more fun wandering around and teasing men. "Wanna desi fight, huh?" he murmured, squeezing college the flesh of her wrists as he held them to her pillow. sex They immediately took us to task. Mom and Dad were staying until Sunday afternoon and would see how Cindy was doing and then decide if they needed to come home or stay a few more days. She turned around, and gave Brandon and I a wicked grin. “Um… d-do you want some… p-privacy?” he stammered. It was a shock you could even walk on clouds, let alone even move them.