Tiny Tight Body Takes A Thick Load In The Backdoor

….. Maybe not ….. “Another girly night out so soon?” the husband had asked. And it was on a solo trip to the bar to buy her third wine when the big guy had eased along-side her and spoke ….. And was his command so completely embracing it would be foolhardy and futile to even try challenge him as he frogmarched his chosen victim out through the door, even if she was kicking and screaming? A couple of hours later, as she made her way outside to her awaiting taxi, she glanced back over her shoulder at the brightly lit archway entrance to the pub …… Did ‘he’ really go there every Friday, looking to pick up some poor, unsuspecting bitch for him and his rapist mates to do over? But I wish you wouldn’t go dressed like that…”
Wife to husband, “It’s because I want to feel ‘normal’ again. She’d felt abject shame when she was obliged to acknowledge and openly admit several times during her couple of sessions that her ordeal had given rise to multiple and mind-blowing orgasms, the likes of which she’d never experienced