Thomas ran his wrinkled hand over Alice's panties, his middle finger tracing the swollen and wet line of her undergarment.
"Ah... Stop... Please..." Alice cried out in terror. She wanted to escape, but her limbs wouldn't cooperate.
"I wanted to make love to you after our wedding. But with all those bastards circling around you, I had to make sure. Make sure that I'd be the first to take your virginity," Thomas said, grinning like a maniac as he groped her breast with his rough hands.
No... Thomas, please... I'm begging you..." Alice pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
But Thomas showed no mercy. Instead, he reached for the zipper of her dress, unzipping it and quickly stripping her of her clothes.
"No..." Alice used her hand to cover her exposed skin, now that she was only wearing
