I was so horny, I slept with almost all girls this trip (except for the first night) and not even one had a strap-on.I was reminiscing about when we had just gotten engaged and we were lying naked on his bed.
I loved this perfect life; I still got to experiment, but I had that warm, loving husband that would never judge me as well.
But then again, he would have seen through that too. Evan forced himself on me, “Shut the fuck up, bitch, you’re mine right now.” Then without a moment of pause he penetrated my pussy without foreplay.
He was extremely rough, keeping one hand on my mouth and the other on my neck.
” “I highly doubt you’re sincere when you say you haven’t had this fantasy since you met me.” Holy shit he saw right through me. “Well it’s not like I would want it.” “Of course it is,” he interrupted. If you want we can go to the ghetto right now and…” “NO!!! “First of all, that’s not rape if I willingly offer myself to them!
” I really didn’t want him to think this of me, I should have lied. ” I couldn’t finish the question before Evan covered my mouth with his hand.