Can t Pick Your FamilyChapter 14 Di Rosa s Honor
Everything hurt. Lying face down on the rough canvas of the old camp bed her bruised breasts were sending jolts of pain. Her jaws were sore after hours of oral abuse. Her vagina felt raw, but worst was her anus, even now plugged with some giant plastic penis. Whenever she twitched pain shot through her and she felt moisture – blood for sure – running down her crack and over her raw pussy. Deirdre had completely lost her feeling of time. She was not sure if they had raped her for hours, for...