You were only in a check shirt and jeans. I walk down the footpath. Indian xxx I didn’t hear your footsteps behind me, your slow soft breath picking up as you got more excited by the thought of what you were going to do. Look at the juices on my fingers, your pussy is wet even though you are being raped, such a whore.” He bit into my breast hard, and then sucked enough to leave a mark after, maybe even draw blood. You untied me and put me onto my knees. My fiery ginger hair travelled down my back, forming a soft layer to fight against the breeze while I wrapped my arms around my waist, trying to make myself warmer. I lost count after ten on each cheek.
