50 First Rapes

Cassy felt her heart sink when he spoke of what she did to him. She truly felt bad for him. And then she smiled when he hinted at his feelings for her. She brought a hand up to caress his cheek, "It was cruel what the whore did to you. I don't see why she'd need other men when the best man out there was right in front of her."

Cassy felt an odd sensation. She had become aroused and her crotch felt wet. She didn't remember feeling this way ever before. She felt her flesh blush. Then, she leaned in and pressed her lips fully against his. Her tongue then slipped into his mouth as she kissed him with passion and love. One of her hands moved to his chest and rested there as they kissed.
 
Marcus

"I hardly think of myself as the per*mphf*" The kiss surprised Marcus more than anything else, his body not responding at first due to shock, then because of a war of instincts pulling him in different directions, one telling him to pull her to him and kiss her lovingly, another darker one telling him to pull her to him then push her down and take her. Finally he managed to restrain both urges and just brought one arm to lightly hug her and return the kiss, but eventually he pulled back and asked, "What was that for? Pity kiss?" He asked playfully as he tried to control his breathing the kiss having awoken some of his more primal urges.
 
Cassy smiled, "Pity? No. The only pity is that a kiss has to eventually end." She gave him a peck on the cheek, "Let's go for a walk." She stood and began to unknowingly walk in the direction of the suspension equipent Marcus had set up from before. The very same thing he used to aid himself in raping her previously. She looked over her shoulder, "Coming?"
 
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