For an instant, Joanna remembered how much Dave had enjoyed her holding his prick that night at the lake, and she felt shame knowing that she enjoyed the response of this man who was going to rape her. She was acting like a slut, but she couldn't help herself.

His hands brushed her bra straps off her shoulder, leaving them hanging on the sides of her arms. he leaned forward, and she didn't resist when he pressed his mouth to hers. She wanted to resist, to object to him and refuse him. She kept her mouth closed, gaining a small moral victory. But, she told herself, she was also squeezing his huge tube of flesh in her tiny hands.

The thought of holding another mans prick in her hands added to the flame inside her, and without conscious thought she groaned, opening her mouth, and feeling the janitors tongue invade hers, licking all around the inside of her mouth. It was a wild, ravaging kind of kiss that she had never experienced from her husband. Clinging to his prick, Joanna sucked on his tongue, kissing him back.

Rick was overjoyed! He had fully expected to have to use violence against

Joanna Gee. He had been prepared to tie her up and restrain her in order to violate her body. But she was some hot assed bitch, and her lack of aggressive resistance not only delighted him, it also caused him to anticipate how he could enjoy her beyond today.

Damn! Her hand had begun stroking his prick. She was his for the taking!

Roughly, his hands moved behind her, and he fumbled with the catch of her bra. Being impatient and encountering resistance, he finally just pulled the elastic until it broke. He pushed her bra down and it fell down her arms, dangling around her wrists as she refused to give up holding and squeezing his enormous cock.

Taking her by the shoulders, he took a step back, pulling her along with him. He pushed her hands from his prick, and sat down on a chair, putting his hands on her hips.