“That’s right, w***e, it’s time to relive some fond memories. You’re way too old for my tastes these days. But before I turn you over to the boys I think I can manage to give you the old avenger at least once.”
Still I refuse to open my eyes. I can’t bear to see that fat, ugly s**t kneeling between my legs with that freak p***s sticking out. I can feel him drop my breasts and move into position though, and it’s all I can do not to puke into my gag. Then he’s forcing that horrid thing in despite my utter dryness, into the place I swore no man would ever enter again. This time it’s revulsion, pain, shame and rage that forces the sobs from me. After all this time, and him of all men to be violating me is almost more than I can stand. And oh God, it hurts so f*****g much!
I desperately need
