She let the robe strap loose and as the robe started to open she couldn't help but gasp at the black and blue marks on her chest. She was pretty sure she hurt worse then she looked. She looked like someone else in the mirror, like a filthy monster. For Hairy just a moment her mom's words from this morning echoed into her mind, "I heard the two of you had a good time last night." Holly softcore felt herself begin to cry and tried to fight it off as long as she could while she got into the shower. The moment she was under the water she let the tears flow. She felt like she couldn't get the water hot enough to wash away the filth. Even without the mirror she was stunned to see the bruises on her breasts, stomach, pelvis and thighs. She realized she was very sore all over her body. Despite her soreness she kept washing her breasts, stomach, legs and most of all between her legs over and over. No matter how much she washed between her legs it seemed like more sticky fluids and blood came out. Again and again her mom's words echoed in her mind, "I heard indian the two of you had a good time last night." She kept washing and crying until she felt herself shivering because the hot water had run out and she was now taking a cold shower shower. She knew she needed to try to pull herself together so she struggled to get her composure and turned off the water. She felt ashamed that she saw a bit of blood flow down the bathtub drain along with the water. She grabbed her towel from its normal towel rod and started drying her body. She brushed Solo her wet hair just pulling it into a ponytail with no interest or desire to blow dry it or willingness to style it. She brushed her teeth, longer then normal thinking about his hand pushing in her mouth with their body fluids. She struggled not to get back into the shower. She returned to her room noticing the linens had been changed and the night shirt and panties she had warn last night were no where to be seen. She quickly dressed in a conservative boyshort panties and matching bra, denim shorts and a plaid button down shirt. Reluctantly she headed to the kitchen. “If she say’s anything else Dan you take that nipple in your mouth and bite down hard.” I put my arm around her, “Yes?” “Lita?” “You might not have that choice, Melena. “Well I guess that it IS the least that I can do.” He ran his hand through it until he cupped her vagina. “Still, I can dream, can’t I?” Not even 5 flicks of his tongue I had a huge orgasm and fell back Solo in the seat. ***********************End of Chapter 2*********************** We're gonna drown in this damn bed if you don't stop!" Hairy He tried once again to rise and was once again forcefully pressed back into the desk. Oh, wow. Looking for signs that only mean something to Farzaneh. She indian wanted to shower suck his cock and taste the other woman’s adulterous pussy juice. She said a lot softcore of guys think it looks awesome and it isn't in the way when . . . “Excellent idea Sweetie… But you need to know something right now.. He’s wrong! I wasn’t sure if she was going to fuck me or eat me. When she stood to take off her pants and panties I was assured it was the former. As we descended the hill, we spread out from each other. My nipples were just barely covered and my pussy was fully visible. the woman was flustered, her face a shade of bright red.