09-14-2017, 06:29 PM
After a while, Morrison was out of it, he was in the same dream as the priest, though he was in less control as when he finished he could sleep but soon enough the onslaught of fucking would start up again. He cried and moaned, rocking into the cock that forced inside of him, destroying his tight ass with each pounding. His heat lasted well into the week, long, tiring days that didn't seem to end, until one morning when he awoke.
Sticky and nauseous, nothing else on his mind besides vomitting at that very moment, his side felt like it was on fire and he thought the stitches may have torn again. As he turned over the side of the bed, must not have been the first time he puked since there was already a bucket there as his mouth opened. Though nothing came out, he whimpered and sank back down onto the bed, whining as he felt full and bloated, most likely with cum. It wouldn't seep out, his body didn't allow it, his stomach was tight and felt full of air pockets as it gurgled.
"Laura-"he called helplessly for his sister, though had no idea that she wasn't there to help as he opened his tear crusted eyes, taking a look around the unfamiliar place,"Laura?"his voice was sore and dry, he needed water.
Sticky and nauseous, nothing else on his mind besides vomitting at that very moment, his side felt like it was on fire and he thought the stitches may have torn again. As he turned over the side of the bed, must not have been the first time he puked since there was already a bucket there as his mouth opened. Though nothing came out, he whimpered and sank back down onto the bed, whining as he felt full and bloated, most likely with cum. It wouldn't seep out, his body didn't allow it, his stomach was tight and felt full of air pockets as it gurgled.
"Laura-"he called helplessly for his sister, though had no idea that she wasn't there to help as he opened his tear crusted eyes, taking a look around the unfamiliar place,"Laura?"his voice was sore and dry, he needed water.
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