Поводок карповый "Low Vis Stiff Hair Rig", тест 9,1 кг, 12,5 см, крючок №6 (2 штуки)

The salt smell of his chest and the stiff hair was pushing me down. I shut my eyes and lay there… too sick and scared to resist. The car. That pretty little car with its leather upholstery and shiny paint. I'd have my license in a month. I'd be sixteen and free. It would be worth it, I said over and over again… it would be worth it. "Oh you beautiful little piece of ass," Frank muttered, "I oughta give it to you good…" Frantically I jerked a hand free from his grasp and struck out with all the force I could muster. The smack scared me and I felt Frank's head twist as he tried to escape the blow. Then his ham-like hand caught my wrist and squeezed until tears of pain roiled into my eyes. "You try that again and I will fuck you," he growled. My small breasts rose and fell as I sucked air. "If you do anything bad to me I'll go to the police. I swear I will!" Why did my voice shake so? And what was the awful tickling where my slit had gone mushy? My face flushed with shame. "Calm yourself down," Frank said. "I ain't that stupid." He grabbed the bottoms to my pajamas and pulled them down to the place where my brown pubic curls began. "Now pull your top up!" "Frank… I won't…" "You don't have to take it off ...»