Meredith’s heart felt like it might explode out of her chest as sheer, unadulterated terror coursed through her veins. xxx 18 The man showed no mercy, relentlessly pounding the sobbing girl, his heavy sack slapping lewdly against her torn, bloody folds. She bent her back as Heather’s finger contacted her sensitive flesh. I want to feel that pretty little tongue of yours.” She said. She had orchestrated this humiliation, and now she reveled in the fruits of her cruel scheme, knowing that Meredith’s fate, and the fate of the footage, rested entirely in her hands. Oh god! Tears welled up in her eyes as a choked sob escaped her throat.
