My head still hazy and a little bit groggy. Porn sex He certainly wasn’t ugly, but I couldn’t allow just any other creep to come into my dressing room and drug me, fuck me, yet my fingers found their way in between my legs and I played with myself as I thought about the drugged haze and his cock. He held me in some sort of headlock and no matter how much I struggled and fought him of the white cloth kept being pressed in my face. I didn’t understand what was happening to me. I’m your biggest fan.’ He briefly nodded to me. I didn’t know what to do, what to say. I rubbed my eyes, no more rope keeping me down, yet there was a red impression on my skin where the ropes used to be, and when I got up from the couch I felt a drizzle of sperm seeping out of me. ‘Stay quiet.’ His rhythm increasing. He pressed the palm of his hand over my face. ‘I might scream.’ I threatened. His name was Sam. Just wait in the visitors lounge.’ ‘Don’t call me dude, that doesn’t suit you, that doesn’t suit a graceful dainty ballerina like you.’ Then everything happened really quickly. I was getting more drowsy and detached though. They were screaming and crying and talking about
