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Possible Live in Arrangement

... regains her protest of my evil deeds. A crack broke the near silence in the room as she feels the sting against her thigh. Again the crack resounded in the room with the teasing sting burning her leg. She feels my hands grab her roughly, pushing her against her will. She found herself laying face down and before she can push herself up, my naked warmth presses against her back. I pin her down and the hardness of my body poking at her should have disgusted her. However, she finds herself secretly wanting to feel it pressing against her as hard as I can, as hard as my strength will permit. " Be careful what you wish for, pretty little thing. I might just give it to you again," I say softly. At that moment she feels her lips part at the command of my lust. She cries out into the pillow beneath her face as my weapon of choice pierces her, wounding her dripping pussy with a deep thrust that sends chills up her spine. I shift my hips into place as my face caresses her soft, blonde hair. Lips touching against her head as I move to take her more fully and deeply from behind. Bellowing a moaning sound of pleasure as my cock fills her with blood warmth, heated by my very aggressive passion. Thoughts freely floating in her mind mixed with guilty emotions. Confused as I was when she grabbed hold of me, she has no time to debate that this evil is somehow justified and deserved; craved. Her hand presses at my face, attempting to push me away. Responding to her now feeble attempt at ...

... defiance by grabbing a hold of her wrist, pinning it down. My motions slow and steady, she continues to struggle. Soon she finds both of her wrists locked down as her body lays pinned beneath my weight. A pleasant crushing as I force my desires on her again; inside of her, leaving her no choice but to be my toy. Still, she fought with me, speaking out in anger, " Get the fuck off me!" Attempting to escape this wonderful nightmare, she kicks her legs and jerks her hips, but my pace seems to gain momentum the more she struggles. Heated breaths splashing against her body with each hard rough penetrating blow. Sobbing into the pillow, still unsure why she keeps pace with me. The struggling did nothing but allow me deeper inside of her. The hands that held her wrists in place quickly move to her back. I push down on her with the weight of my upper body, pressing a gasp of air out from her as my cock presses a gasp of emptiness out from her sweet canal. Anger is welling up inside of her. The kind of anger that is beginning to make her mad. Her thoughts are turning into emotions and her emotions are running more wild than any thought she has ever had from birth to that moment. With her hands free, she again tries to reach my face, but to no avail. Instead she grabs a hold of my flexing thighs and dug her nails into me. I let out a groan at the pain she gives to me, causing me to slam her body with the hard steel spear, impaling her more violently then before. She groans at my increasing ...