I wanted to stay behind. I decided to solve that problem, and I sat on his cock, driving it violently into my womb. Zafra dropped on the bedroll and motioned me over; I straddled him and knelt over his waist. They made me find a therapist to see regularly to help me through this nightmare. I felt the monster cock slide through my labia, and I tried to scoot back away from it. I fell into a state of depression over it, which made me act out more. We walked until the camp was out of sight, and Zafra rolled out the bedroll on a grassy mound. “Oh my God, wash it off, get it off me I screamed. Their foot-long cocks were almost buried in me, Enzi was ball deep in my ass, but Zafra had a few inches to go; I could tell he was at my cervix because it hurt when he thrust.
