With a deep growl he pulled at her shirt, tugged it out of pierced her pants and slid it upward. Trying to hinder him she pressed her shoulders hard on the floor. Jack pulled harder, felt the fabric tear. In a frenzy he pulled on, just ripped the shirt apart till he could see her small breasts in functional bra. He just pulled it down, leaned forward and bit her nipple, heard her moan in pain. To hold her more secure he reached for her wrists. They were so small he could easily hold them in one hand. The free one reached down, fumbled open her belt. All her struggling was pointless. He was a head taller than her, bigger, stronger and the had not spent the last three years sleeping rough, starving. Grunting he pulled her pants down. Instead of pressing her legs together she relaxed, spread them wider. At first he was fooled, recognised it then for what it was. She was preparing for a serious struggle. Laughing he bent down again, bit in her other breast. With her pants down he forced his hand in her panty, two fingers mercilessly up her cunt. She groaned, closed her eyes. “Not in the mood,” he panted. And she clearly wasn't. “I don't care.” Jack withdrew his fingers, closed them on the hem of her panties. “Just pray that this tears as easily.” Another painful moan as he pulled, she struggled again, tried to ease japan the pain on that sensitive part of her body. He could sense her pain and redoubled his efforts, lifting her small vagina ass off the ground. Finally the fabric gave way, left her lying panting and exposed under him. Tossing the useless thing aside he forced three fingers back up her dry cunt again, fucking her with them till he had worked his way in as far as he could reach. Jack felt her tension, the slight trembling. She was his to take now. Alex licked her lips, tasted her blood and groaned softly. He smiled on, leaned down to kiss her, but bit her lip instead. The tightening of her muscles betrayed her and so he stayed on top as she struggled again, panting, even growling with frustration. That was all it took to drive him over the edge, to loose the last bit of self control he had left. Blows were raining down on her, shook her trembling body. Red hot rage filled him and found a vent in this woman's japanese body under him. He forced her legs apart, legs that had parted so willingly for him, spit on her cunt and rubbed it in. She whimpered as he forced his cock inside her. Painfully slow he pushed himself in, deeper, inch by inch till his cock was buried in her cunt. Groaning he stopped, looked down. Her eyes were nearly closed, she was bleeding, defeated. Grunting he started to fuck her, hard, pussy fast, deep, enjoyed the sensation of victory. I would assume she knows I might jerk off to them." I knew that pussy my father would be waiting for me at the arrivals exit so as soon as I exited the plane I made my way to the bathroom. Showering was not her crime and I won’t bother you with the details. I was a little afraid of being the only stranger here who didn’t have a bunch of friends, but vagina once Fred introduced me to Judy and their girls I realized how silly that was. Heidi patted japan the bed on each side of her. As the trembling naked stud pierced wandered quietly among the fucking groups of men in the woods, he couldn't believe how turned on seeing all this was making him. Chapter 4 “I didn't mean to be a cunt.” His zipper rasped. It felt so demeaning to me to not be able to stop someone japanese I didn’t want to be with. Even I felt like that was a plea. Slow kisses at first, then his tongue accompanied his lips to taste her. He grabbed my dyed pigtails, clutching the colorful strands.