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Taylor makes it work

... put it in her mouth. And her mouse." She replied. He nodded. "You gonna do that to me?" he said. To reply, she bent down and took his cock in her mouth. The whole thing, she thought. She felt his hands on her head, and he squeezed her again, hard. "Don't hurt me," she said, dropping his cock and looking up at him. He just stared belligerently down at her. "You stupid little bitch," he said. "I can do whatever I want with you." "My dad is a policeman. You need to be nice to me. I'll do this," she motioned towards his cock, "if you'll just be nice to me." The man didn't nod or anything, he just stared at her. You motherfucker, she thought, and bent back down to his cock. But at least he didn't squeeze her any more. He let her suck him for a long time, but he didn't seem eager to cum. She wondered when he'd squirt, and she could leave. She still wasn't that scared, weirdly. It seemed like she had some control on the situation. She just hoped her body wasn't found in this room tomorrow, or something. He finally had enough of the sucking. He turned, pulling his cock out of her mouth. "C'mere," he said, grabbing her shoulder and pulling her along with him. There was a stack of tarps in the corner, and he dragged her over to them. He grabbed both her shoulders and threw her body up on the stack. She was about waist height, how. She knew what was coming next. He was going to fuck her. He yanked her shorts down her legs, and threw them on the floor. He literally tore her leotard in ...

... two, at the crotch, and pulled it up. She was bare before him, exposed. He fingered her pussy, roughly, and then spit on his finger, wetting it. He pushed it into her body, and she squirmed in pain. "Go easy!" she said, wondering if she screamed if anybody would hear. Probably not, they hadn't seen anyone on their way in here. The man seemed to ignore her. His finger was almost all the way inside her body, now. It hurt. He pulled out and pushed back in, and she saw a slight bl**dy streak on it. Shit, she thought. I'm not a virgin, any more. She was relieved, at least, that he didn't have a monster cock, like Mr. Bennett. This guy was small. It shouldn't be that bad, if he went ahead and did it. If he just wasn't so goddam rough. She wondered if it would matter to him if she told him she was twenty-four years old. He probably wouldn't believe her. She had a feeling she was going to be fucked, no matter what. She looked down at his hard little cock. It didn't look that frightening, if he did it. It really wasn't much bigger than his finger, truth be known. She could stand it. No wonder he was so goddam hostile, with a weenie that small. He had enough of finger-fucking her. He pulled his finger out, and stepped forward. He placed the head of his cock right on her pussy lips. Oh, shit, she thought, get ready. "You'll like this," was all he said. He leaned forward and spit again, right where his cock met her pussy. Then, he began pushing into her. It wasn't that bad, she thought. It ...