He had broken her. Christy shook her head, wrapped her fingers gently around his erect p***s and began jerking on it, tears pouring from her eyes like a rapid drip from a leaky faucet. He might get rough and leave more marks that she would need to hide again. She didn't want to keep doing this with him and didn't want his affection. But she didn't want anything bad to happen to Dave or her family either. Why couldn't Reggie just go away and leave her alone?
"I like them panties and bra you got on. You look real sexy in them. You wear them for me, baby?"
"No, I wore them for Dave," she cried.
"Ah, that too bad. Looks like Dave went off to work and left you all alone for me again, huh? He don't appreciate you like I do, baby. You know I love you." Reggie's arm reached around her shoulders
