I lowered my slick cunt over Mr. It felt like I was being ripped apart by cock. “God forgive me.” Under his breath then he reared up and shoved his seven inches down my throat with a roar. Sheriff Owen cursed behind me. He shifted his hips back and forth and I moaned for him. Miller just smiled and laid on the bed next to us. He promised as I got older he’d stretch my cunt with his fist but kept telling me I was so tiny he liked it tight right now. The third month Mr. Miller had raped me, confused between what was right and what felt so good. Miller just smiled and laid on the bed next to us. He kept stroking his cock as he watched Sheriff Owen fuck my little mouth. Miller who had his own cock out stroking it as he watched us. I screamed! As I grabbed on he pulled my hips out and laughed. “You want her to lick you clean Matthew?
