Rape hurt, but maybe now I can just put it behind me. xnx I don’t know what I thought when I ran away from home. If you, then read away. I move to the fireplace, pile crumpled newspaper in it, then the wood on top. He cleaves my pussy, the fat cock head thrust inside me, tearing my muscles, shredding my hymen, driving further inside, as he rocks his hips in violent shoves. Tears run from my eyes. “I hate fucking tomboys, nigger whore tomboys most of all.”
I pull my panties up, then the pants. I wash, wash my clothes, and then put clean ones on. Sitting up, I pull down my top and scan alley for my coat. Everything hurts, the pain is unbearable, but I must endure, I have no choice.
