Alexandra Daddario's family wasn't always racy and famous. These days when asked about her spirit growing up in interview, she'll do one of her unbelievably cute jape and say it was keen, but do her dependable to commute the direction of the questioning. This is because until she left home and became one of Hollywood's sexiest stars, her adolescent years at nursing home were a horrible hell on her.

Her parents were freak. There would always be people coming and going from the Daddario house, many of them looking scruffy and unkempt. Her parents were so pathetic, there would be days where she hardly had anything to eat. This was sad and challenge, but the true nether region of her beingness started early in senior high school.

She had just gotten place from a day at school, when she heard her founding father shouting for her to occur to their den. He wasn't alone, there was another man Alexandra hadn't recognized. The unknown had beckoned her over and, at an urging look from her founding father, she relented and came to stand beside him. The unknown was tall and Diospyros ebenum smuggled. His eyes were a curious nighttime special K, and they swept over her, taking in her slightly plump form, and her - already in her teens - extremely large breasts.

What happened next felt like a blur to her, and she never could exactly call up choosing to do it. The man's handwriting - a large rough paw - lifted and groped her huge bosom, weighing it almost like one would a slab of meat. Her hand swung out and slapped the tall black man in the expression, and before she could clapperclaw he sweep his own hand, smacking her right back in the face, causing her to whirl around to the trading floor and starting to cry. The stranger's optic swung from her convulsing and bawling form back to her founding father's, and he nodded casually, then told her father that eighteen-hundred was good.

Alexandra felt a atrocious pit of icy betrayal in her stomach when her beginner nodded. The black man pulled out a spew thick wad of greenback, then peeled musical note 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 tenuous neck.

She was afraid like she'd never been in her solid teenaged life. Her assaulter dumped her over the couch in the den and despite her imperfect protests with her bridge player, pulled her annulus down, along with her panties. It didn't take long after that Alexandra Daddario had something inserted into her virgin cunt for the low gear metre. He worked two thickly fingers inside of her and she wailed in botheration.

Alexandra shouted for her mother, but dissolved into more tears when she responded from the early room to ‘ shut up and be a good girl for him.'

Some people freeze and disassociate themselves from their body when a horrible trauma occurs to them. The paired happened to Alexandra Daddario. She felt everything like she was hyper-aware. He fingered her for minutes, before forcing his fingers into her mouth, gagging the beautiful teen around them.

The future teen celebrity gagged on her rapist'finger's breadth and took big gasping breathing time when he withdrew the digits, only to whine and wail again when his stopcock - a massive thick black tool - slapped against her beautiful pale face.

"Listen to your momma and draw my dick."

There wasn't any fighting in Alexandra. The disastrous man's prick smelled horrific, tasting of vulgar sweat and stain. She barely could manage it, and her rip flowed down her orchard apple tree nerve. She couldn't supporter it, she had never done this before and kept scraping her raper's tool with her teeth. This infuriated him so much that he hit her brass once, then wrapped those massive manpower around her pharynx and started choking her. Her fingernails scraped against his forearms, but didn't do anything but extort his dark skin a picayune. Her eyes, which in a few years would be world illustrious for their spellbinding blue color, bulged in fear.

She looked desperately around with them for help, but saw her mother and Father-God sitting in the recession watching, her female parent's handwriting tucked into her don's knickers and obviously jerking him off. Hurt horribly by her family unit's betrayal, her struggles slowed and in seconds she went limp in his subdivision, falling into unconsciousness.

Alexandra Daddario woke up to the smell of her knee bending to her shoulders, and a monumental pressing against her little vestal kitty. It felt far too big, and she tried to crawl away, but was trapped under his combined weighting and muscles - which he pushed down on her all at once, spearing her Virgo cunt with his turncock, tearing away her virginity right in front of her parents. The pain sensation was so horrifying to her she started to cry, animalistically and wildly scream. Her founding father rushed over to her to clamp his own hand over her mouthpiece, 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 mind started to break then, and her beautiful eyes unfocused and stared at the ceiling as she got the firstly piece of tail of her animation, a brute rape aided by her parents for drug money. The raper called her lousy names, and even ticktock her flawless and perfect titty. It was bad, and only grew worse when his integral organic structure tightened and the black drug principal spilled his cum deep interior of Alexandra Daddario's cunt.

This all must have satisfied the man, because he rolled off the shout and devirginized cunt and stood. Once his massive cock was tucked back into his pants, he peeled more flier from his quite a little of money and handed them to her Father of the Church. Her mother helped Alexandra to her feet, then ushered her out of the way and straight into the exhibitor. Her voice was curt, a hard boundary to it, saying that she had been a good lady friend. Her mother started the water and helped her daughter into it. She was still zoned out, sobbing in little muscle spasm, that she didn't stop her mother from cleaning her body, even when her mother's manus explored her twat, making sure to clean it as well, doing too good a job as her finger's breadth worked in and out of her sopping wet mess.

Alexandra Daddario never told anyone how she was raped and molested, and made up a level of her commencement time when asked in the future tense. As soon as she graduated, she fled plate and became the famous woman she is now. No one but her parents and her rapist knew just what happened to her that Nox after schooltime, and no one buy Alexandra knew that she still fingers herself to the computer memory to this day .