Mr Jenkins

"Gimme a little nibble." Mr Jenkins demonic voice growled as Sarah fell backwards with the old man wrestling her and falling down on top of her, trying to lick and smooch the young nurses face and neck."That's it. Let me feel those boobies that you to flaunt around in here," he grunted with anger as he tried to pile his weight on Sarah and pin her to the floor.

"Eurgh, eeeeewwwww." Sarah gagged, her eyes rolling back in her head as she began to cough uncontrollably as if **** on a large quantity of spit. Her cries of fear and panic and heavy breathing, not granting her a moment of reprieve as Mr Jenkins redoubled his efforts, licking her eyes and sucking at her nose as she tried desperately to pull away.

"Ahhhhhh..." Sarah squirmed beneath his intense kisses, but his weight continued to press down on her, his fingers now kneading into her sides and chest as his hand then grabbed at her breast.

"No!" Sarah yelled, her cry only muffled in her coughing and the old man continued his **** as her mind racing, trying desperately to fight the "no" out, but it was no use and she could no longer feel her body.

Searing pain and a searing feeling of cold burst across her back and she let out a sharp cry, closing her eyes as she was buried beneath his weight. She heard the door slam and in trying to turn her head, she inadvertently presented her neck to him.

The next few disgusting moments passed so quickly, the room was spinning as the old man latched onto her neck and somehow managed to wriggle her trousers down a little so he could grab at her pussy through the thin satin material of her underwear. His fingers digging into her soft, **** flesh, forcing her hips forwards with the way his hands pulled her against him. Her underwear suddenly tearing from her and revealing her bald mound.

"That's right bitch, there for my amusement," he grunted as his hands felt up her pussy and began to flick her clit, Sarah feeling so sick and confused as if her body was being held down, making her unable to do anything to fight him. She could only close her eyes as she felt that he had opened her legs and was now masturbating her and a wave of disgust filled her. Her body shivering from the cold and from the horrible feeling of what was happening to her. It was surreal, it couldn't be happening.

She heard his breathing getting faster, then watching with wide eyes as his hand, larger than any one she had seen before, hovered over her cunt, brushing her clit. She had thought that she was being ****, but no, now she could hear him moaning as his hand moved over her, finger fucking her, forcing it inside her wetness. His hips pushing her body back and forth as she felt his hand working, pumping in and out of her, using her hard and taking his pleasure.

"Ahhhh....ahh..." Sarah gagged as he frigged her for what felt like minutes, her body trembling with fear, pain and disgust. Her eyes rolling back in her head, her body feeling numb as he pulled his finger out and tucked his face into her neck again, sucking at her flesh with his gummy mouth.

"Ahhh...'ss... oh... no.. sto.. oh... stop!... Oh... AHHHHH!" Sarah could not respond to him, she had no strength left and felt her body collapse underneath his weight, giving in to the overwhelming feeling of doom and gloom as the fear overwhelmed her and she choked on her own tears as she lay motionless beneath him, letting him do whatever he wanted to her.

"Now that was a taste, bitch!" he said, rising slowly, climbing up from her before returning to his seat as she lay there, sobbing softly to herself and looking at him with nothing but grit and anger. "You may leave," he motioned as her legs, wobbled beneath her as she dragged herself to her feet and dragged herself out the room just as he began to open the shutters, letting in the light and cheering up his mood further as he watched her for a few minutes before he strolled towards his bathroom and left her to leave his room.