I feel a sharp pressure of something probing at the cleft between my buttocks and I buck my pelvis sideways, trying to move away. “Keep still!” he orders me, and one of his hands abandons my hip to grasp my breast. He squeezes, mashing a great handful of me between his fingers and the ball of his palm ferociously hard. I moan as a dull pain spreads through me Brunette from my breast. bareback It feels like he’s mashing the life out of my nipple, and I can’t stand any more. Surrendering, I move my pelvis back to him, to press my cheeks blowjob around his head. Gradually my buttocks enclose him as he slides between my muscles. A moment later I feel the hard crown of the first man to touch his cock against my anus. I try to relax, knowing what’s coming will hurt less if I’m not tensed, but fear of being torn prevents me going completely limp and there is a piercing pain when he pushes inside my body, far more intense than when he violated my vagina. More tears fill my eyes, and although I’m trying to be strong I moan with discomfort. Having had his fill of my pussy Salarin begins to fuck me in the ass next, drawing his hips back before thrusting into me, repeating the motion over and over in a regular rhythm. He’s partly lubricated by my own juices, which makes the ordeal more bearable for me, but unlike my vagina (where I was helped by the arousing nanotech) there is nothing pleasurable about what I experience from being sodomized. I don’t understand how any woman can willingly submit to this with her male partner. Each movement Salarin makes hurts, and I feel distended by him, as if my hole is being stretched around a giant. It’s like I’m being penetrated by something as large as a beast. Instincts war in me about how best to survive the ordeal. On one hand I want to relax, opening myself and reduce my discomfort by accommodating him more easily, but on the other hand I want to tense and protect by fragile body by withdrawing into myself. The rod within me makes my back reflexively arch, but this only presents my buttocks more completely for his enjoyment. And so this is how my Rape Run is to end, with Colonel Melena de Santo being vaginally and then anally raped by this man. Freed from the madness that came with torture I’m aware how I must look to the watching galaxy, so I try to reclaim some of my lost dignity. Thus shemale I try my best not struggle when every movement hurts, and I try to face stoically out into the watching crowd, even as he drags my hips back against him, again and again and again. Reality begins to fade. I’m panting with the effort to control the agonizing cramps within cumshot my bowels, but other than that I simply stand there, still and unresisting. This silent surrender on my part turns out to be a mistake – Salarin wants me to fight to the very end. Without giving any sign I’ve displeased him he lifts one hand from my hip and mashes my breast again, making me scream, with a pain so intense that I have to try and pull away. “That’s better!” he growls, spitting the words at me between the merciless animal grunts he emits in time with each thrust. Something I thought lost to me forever. “Can he see them” "Alright, we're agreed then," Megan said. “Ja-Alixxe?” bareback I say, questioningly. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. "That's definitely not weird," she says still stroking my dick. She ran an add Brunette on Craigslist and had cards printed shemale up. "Aaaarrgghh." “It’s not Kim I want and I don’t think you really want her watching, do you.” Sammy gasped cumshot blowjob and Claudia kissed her full on the lips, “See you do like girls,” she laughed, “We will play properly next time you come!”