Alexandra Daddario's family wasn't always fat and famous. These days when asked about her life growing up in audience, she'll do one of her fantastically cute laughs and say it was great, but do her best to deepen the direction of the inquiring. This is because until she left home and became one of Hollywood's sexy stars, her teenage old age at home were a horrifying hell on her.

Her parents were nut. There would always be people coming and going from the Daddario house, many of them looking scruffy and unkempt. Her parents were so miserable, there would be twenty-four hours where she hardly had anything to eat. This was sad and gainsay, but the true Hades of her existence started early in high school.

She had just gotten dwelling from a day at school, when she heard her Father of the Church shouting for her to derive to their den. He wasn't alone, there was another man Alexandra hadn't recognized. The stranger had beckoned her over and, at an urging look from her father, she relented and came to stand beside him. The stranger was tall and sable black. His eyes were a curious dark Green, and they swept over her, taking in her slightly chubby form, and her - already in her teens - extremely large breasts.

What happened next felt like a blur to her, and she never could exactly recollect choosing to do it. The man's script - a large rough paw - lifted and groped her huge breast, weighing it almost like one would a slab of meat. Her manus swung out and slapped the tall black-market man in the face, and before she could shout he swung his own hand, smacking her rightfulness back in the aspect, causing her to twig to the flooring and starting to cry. The stranger's centre swung from her convulsing and bawling mannequin back to her founding father's, and he nodded casually, then told her father that eighteen-hundred was good.

Alexandra felt a horrible pit of icy treason in her stomach when her father nodded. The black man pulled out a sick thick wad of bills, then peeled notes off until her father grinned and left them alone in the den. The man prowled around her before literally reaching down and picking her up from the floor by her pretty and thinly neck.

She was afraid like she'd never been in her unanimous teenage life. Her assailant dumped her over the couch in the den and despite her debile protests with her hands, pulled her dame down, along with her panty. It didn't take long after that Alexandra Daddario had something inserted into her Virgo twat for the commencement time. He worked two heavyset finger inside of her and she wailed in pain.

Alexandra shouted for her mother, but dissolved into more bout when she responded from the other elbow room to ‘ shut up and be a salutary girl for him.'

Some citizenry freeze and disassociate themselves from their trunk when a horrible hurt occurs to them. The opposite happened to Alexandra Daddario. She felt everything like she was hyper-aware. He fingered her for minutes, before forcing his fingers into her oral cavity, gagging the beautiful stripling around them.

The future teen celebrity gagged on her rapists'finger and took big gasping breathing spell when he withdrew the digits, only to whine and wail again when his cock - a monumental midst bleak cock - slapped against her beautiful blanch typeface.

"Listen to your momma and suck my dick."

There wasn't any fight in Alexandra. The calamitous man's hammer smelled horrid, tasting of unwashed elbow grease and grime. She barely could handle it, and her tears flowed down her apple impudence. She couldn't aid it, she had never done this before and kept scraping her rapist's gumshoe with her teeth. This infuriated him so much that he hit her nerve once, then wrapped those monumental hands around her throat and started choking her. Her fingernails scraped against his forearms, but didn't do anything but gouge his wickedness skin a slight. Her eyes, which in a few old age would be world famous for their mesmerizing blue colouring material, bulged in fear.

She looked desperately around with them for assist, but saw her female parent and founding father posing in the corner watching, her mother's hand tucked into her begetter's pant and obviously jerking him off. Hurt horribly by her folk's betrayal, her struggle slowed and in mo she went limp in his branch, falling into unconsciousness.

Alexandra Daddario woke up to the feel of her knees bending to her shoulder, and a monolithic press against her little vestal pussy. It felt far too big, and she tried to crawl away, but was trapped under his fuse weighting and muscular tissue - which he pushed down on her all at once, spearing her Virgin twat with his cock, tearing away her virginity rightfulness in forepart of her parents. The pain was so horrible to her she started to cry, animalistically and wildly sidesplitter. Her Fatherhood rushed over to her to clamp his own helping hand over her back talk, his cock still out of his pants and waggling free.

Out of everything that happened that day, she never forgave him for that in particular.

Her thinker started to check then, and her beautiful oculus unfocused and stared at the roof as she got the inaugural piece of tail of her life, a beastly rape aided by her parents for drug money. The rapist called her cruddy names, and even baffle her flawless and perfective tense titty. It was bad, and only grew unsound when his intact body tightened and the black drug principal spilled his cum mysterious inside of Alexandra Daddario's cunt.

This all must have satisfied the man, because he rolled off the crying and devirginized cunt and stood. Once his massive cock was tucked back into his gasp, he peeled More notice from his push-down storage of money and handed them to her father. Her female parent helped Alexandra to her feet, then ushered her out of the room and straight into the shower. Her voice was curt, a surd edge to it, saying that she had been a good girl. Her mother started the urine and helped her girl into it. She was still zoned out, sobbing in little spasm, that she didn't stop her mother from cleaning her body, even when her mother's hands explored her cunt, making certain to cleanse it as well, doing too adept a job as her fingers worked in and out of her sopping wet muddle.

Alexandra Daddario never told anyone how she was raped and molested, and made up a storey of her first prison term when asked in the hereafter. As soon as she graduated, she fled home and became the celebrated woman she is now. No one but her parents and her rapist knew just what happened to her that night after school, and no one buy Alexandra knew that she still fingers herself to the retentiveness to this day .