And when he did, he put a piece of duct tape over my mouth. He pulled down his pants, then I saw his large cock flopping in the air. xxx It felt so good, but at the same time I knew it was bad to feel this way. The Biography of A Rape Victim
Every Saturday and Sunday mornings I would go jogging in the park when the weather was nice. I was ashamed of my self for feeling this way, then I had another orgasm, and for a moment I forgot I was being raped. Then I screamed. I was so surprised I didn’t know what was happening at the moment, but I soon found out he was not playing.
