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I heard Angel in the bathroom calling to Shane in a sexual voice. You ready honey? Because I am feeling horny. Little did Angel know that she was making her soon to be rapist very excited.
The bathroom door opened and Angel started down the hall to the master bedroom. She was dressed in a white bathrobe, and looked so fucking hot. I grabbed her right before she got to her bedroom door, and for a brief instance I swore she thought I was her husband, but she quickly figured out I wasn't.
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Angel struggled and screamed for Shane rape top 100, but I muffled her voice and said. "Scream all you want bitch! I have your precious husband!" I showed her Shane's Rolex. Grabbing her by the waste I carried her into the master bedroom, and her eyes caught Shane who was bound in the chair.
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"Now I am in control! If you want your husband to live, you had better do everything I say!"
Angel pleaded with me to let her and her husband go, but I didn't want to hear any of her crying. I jumped on top of her, growling and laughing, my hands groping and squeezing her breasts as my mouth pressed down against hers.
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"No! No!" she gasped.
"Shut up, slut!"
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I backhanded her, then gripped the front of her thin robe and tore it open. She raised her hands, trying to push me away and I backhanded her again, making her cry out in pain. She sobbed and moaned in misery and terror. I began digging my fingers into the soft chest meat as her mind was filled with horror. Angel gasped as I shoved my tongue forcefully into her mouth. She sobbed helplessly as my rough hands mauled her breasts, and my mouth came wetly down on her own. She was stunned, by the touch of my hands on her precious breasts. I sat back, gripping her bathrobe in my hands and began tearing it down all the way the hem. She cried out in misery as my hands gripped her panties. She tried to grasp at them, but again my big hand cracked across her face, hurling her head back against the pillows. I jerked her silky panties up, lifting her legs violently and tearing the panties down and off, flinging them at Shane, and laughing maniacally. She whimpered in terror, trying to turn or twist away, to protect her vulnerable crotch, but I jammed my hands between her thighs and yanked her legs apart, then I dove between them. I gripped her hair and jerked her head back painfully, then bit down on her left breast as she sobbed in misery. I fumbled with my zipper, then drew out my now raging erection, pressing it against her still tight pussy entrance.
