Frank puts pressure on

"Umm, Danielle. And Mister...I gotta get going..."

"Is that what you were doing out in the yard Danni?" he smirked. "I saw you getting your pussy pounded by a couple of guys. Was that 'getting going'?" He smiled at the blush that crept up her face.

"Really Mister...I gotta go...and...I'm a little sore..." she blushed deeper.

"Too much cock Danni? Or not enough? You look like a bitch that can take a lot of meat."

"Mister...please..." she quavered, looking from him to the door.

"Aww Danni, you're not going anywhere. And you don't want to go. You need another dose of cock. And I got it right here for you."

"Mister...don't..." she whimpered as he stepped towards her.

"You're already excited about it aren't you Danni? I can see you wriggling, squirming, thinking about some thick meat in your cunny. And I know you're broken in good."

"Mister...please...I just wanna go..." she whimpered, her voice quivering with dread even as she slipped her hand across her crotch.

"You want it Danni. You know you want it. I know you want it. And I'm gonna take it. What's one more cock to an overheated bitch like you."

"Mister..." she quavered doubtfully, her other hand straying to her chest.

"You're already thinking about it," he chuckled. "Thinking about getting railed good and hard. Maybe you're more excited, putting up a little resistance, is that it? Want to feel like you've protected your virtue, even though you were rutting like a bitch in heat in the back yard, guys lining up to stick it in you? You're gonna take another cock Danni. Don't think otherwise. Make it easy on yourself. Take your fuckin' clothes off so I don't have to rip them off you."

"You...you're gonna...**** me?" she squeaked.

"If I have to. But I don't have to. Because you're already thinking about how much you want another cock in you. Now get 'em off you fuckin' little slut."