Sally learns more

Sally looked at the bracelet with curiosity, shaking it on her wrist to see if the green would change back to red, but admiring the look of silver and green against her skin. She barely heard the man give a surprised grunt.

She was still looking at the bracelet when she felt his hands on her, pushing her down on the bed and lifting her skirt.

"I'll have some of you," he growled as he squeezed her ripe flesh. "You're just the thing to help me work up an appetite before breakfast.

"Get your hands off me!" Sally squeaked in surprised horror as she tried to wriggle away.

"I love the ones who struggle," he laughed, tugging her panties down over her sweet rump.

"Let me go!" she screamed. "Sandra! Help! Sandra!"

He ignored her, wrenching her panties down her thighs and holding her against the bed by her neck. She flailed her hands, trying to hit him, her legs struggling to kick him. Sally could hear the sound of heels running in the hallway as the man pushed between her thighs, his fingers probing her labia.

"Oh God Stop! Sandra help me!" She looked up with relief as Sandra appeared in the doorway, then stared in shock as her mentor gave a little smile and relaxed, leaning against the wall. She felt the man's cock rubbing against her pussy lips and writhed desperately as she attempted to escape him.

"That's right you hot little bitch, fight it!" he growled. "It makes me harder when you fight it."

"Sandra....Sandra help! Oh god don't let him **** me! Don't just stand there! OH GOD!" She screamed as his cock found her wet portal and sheathed itself to the hilt in her.

"Fuck yessssss!" he moaned as he started to thrust, pounding her into the bed with hammering strokes as her arms flailed in **** protest. Sandra smiled as she watched, one hand cupping her own breast and squeezing it gently.

"Stop oh god stop....please...stop...don't **** me...please..." Sally cried, frantic tears streaming down her face, as he fucked her mercilessly. To her surprise and horror she found herself responding to the man's ****. Her pussy was flowing with hot moisture and a deep warmth was growing in her body, inflamed with each **** thrust.

He was grunting as he fucked her, his heavy balls slapping against her helpless body as he thrust into it. She found herself raising her hips to take him deeper, her pussy muscles squeezing his **** cock. She stared at Sandra with anger and dismay, watching her mentor fondle herself, obviously enjoying Sally's degradation.

"Fuck! Here it comes you hot little bitch! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck FUUUUCCCCCKKKK!" he bellowed, driving his pulsing cock deep as he spurted a hot load of cream into her. Sally writhed and sobbed, coming inspite of herself, furious with her bodies betrayal, and furious with Sandra for standing by.