I thought about screaming, but knew that it would be a futile effort. He grabbed my ass cheek with his left hand and squeezed—hard. Amateur porn With a quick, hard thrust, he tried pushing himself into me, not caring about the fact that I was not wet. “Heart,” he whispered into my ear, and I froze. “Do you like it when I fuck you like this?” He yanked me back against him and held me there, the tip of his cock pressing against my inner walls. Unwillingly, I had begun to get wet, and I felt myself starting to get pissed. Six years old was the last time I had let anyone have this much control over me, but it was different back then. He pushed up against me, groaning in delight, and I quickened my pace. Knowing that the only way for this nightmare to end was to do as I was told, I went to work on his cock. Some Billy Mays wannabe rambled on about tins that make tortillas into taco bowls and I slowly drifted off back to sleep.
