The cruel man was still drilling me and I was wondering how long he could keep it up. Would he rape me all night? My legs were still pushed into the back of the couch and his body was now all over me. His face was next to mine and his chest against mine. His cock continued to hammer my young pussy relentlessly. I smelled him again.
"You precious little cunt. This is the best pussy I have had my entire life. I just want to fuck you forever. Would you like that, baby? You seem to be handling it pretty well and I have to say you are even prettier with your sweet little legs spread wide open. I may have to take some pictures so I have a souvenir." He said directly in my ear.
I tried to focus on something other than him but it was hard. He was controlling my body and my mind with his intensity. I felt like I was just there for him to use however he wanted. I was nothing other than a tool for his pleasure and a place for him to deposit cum. I was a cum slut, a whore. My mind reeled with all the names I had heard for girls like me. I closed my eyes as he rammed into me again and again.
