Chapter 108 Your Blood Is My Blood

• My brain slowed. I was still trying to make head or tail of what he was saying when he turned and flipped me around and bent me over the console.
• He ripped at my panties, yanking them off my ass, and lifted up my dress. He held me pinned down as I struggled, and I felt him pull his cock from his pants.
• I glanced down and I saw his bloody fingers tight on my hip, smearing streaks of blood across my belly. I felt my core clench with a mixture of terror and desire as he increased the pressure of his fingers, tightening on me, trapping me, forcing me to open for him.