My hands grab her breasts. Mature sex Then I roughly turn her around pushing her dress up over her ass, caressing it with my hands for a moment before my hands grab and rip her panties off roughly. She lies with her face in the pillow trying to not scream out in pleasure. She stares up at me with questions roaming in her head, but unable to voice them. She looks around her and finds her surroundings unfamiliar..she’s lost with nowhere to go. With tears of pain and pleasure in her eyes and on her face, she reaches up with one hand to stroke along my neck. My muscles twitching as they elongate. She whimpers still from the pain and fear flowing through her body. ” This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening!” she repeats over and over in her head. ” Don’t move…” I growl. She is cleanly shaved…I howl with excitement. She bites my shoulder in return. Logic tells her that she is being brutally raped…but her body responds to
