Unexpected Situation 2
Oh man…mmm, that feels good… I open my eyes to try to figure out why the hell it feels like my dick is buried in someone’s tight, soaking pussy… Oh yeah. Because it is. We were still on the choir van, and Tori was still impaled on my now semi-erect cock. She was sleeping peacefully at the moment, and I felt no reason to wake her. As I roused myself to a mostly awake state, I tried to take stock of the situation more coherently. Oh God. I had raped her. In the moment, it was basically a crime of passion. My dick had overruled any rational thought process I might’ve had in it’s attempt to bury itself in some pussy, and it had succeeded. But I wasn’t a monster. Now that the deed was …