More twigs and vines with thorns would cut her on he cheeks, arms, and legs. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” he then left and shut the door behind him. Xxnx He didn’t want to listen to her plead, he wanted to hear her scream. That’s how he left her, broken, limp, crimppled, weak, and a liquid all over her, and pouring out of her. Robert noticed this and grabbed a blanket, then draped it over her body. Hard. “It’s ok,” he then scooped her up and placed her on a bed. She then felt him grab her by her waist and flip her, she flipped, and he climbed aboard her. Nicole felt her Foster Father grab her hair and she closed her watery eyes when he shoved his eight inch cock down her throat.
