So, with every thrust, my rectum stretched, and my anus tore, but my moans might have been ambiguous enough to convince the world I was asking for it. Japanese sex Peterson.” The sound of a crotch slapping against my reddening ass punctuated every word. Keep in mind that I had already been raped five times that day and it was still early morning, but in the middle of class would have been a first for me. My perfect tits from hell were squished against the deck of my desk, nipples erecting out of panic, as I tried to disappear behind my front neighbor. They deserve to think that I was… I’m not asking for it; I’m unwillingly demanding it. With no lube, no foreplay, no warning, the twelve-inch monster plunged into my ass, still sore from the few that were in there earlier that morning.
