Alexandra Daddario's crime syndicate wasn't always full-bodied and celebrated. These Clarence Shepard Day Jr. when asked about her life growing up in interviews, she'll do one of her incredibly cute laughs and say it was great, but do her best to change the direction of the questioning. This is because until she left home and became one of Hollywood's sexiest superstar, her teenage years at home were a horrifying netherworld on her.

Her parents were addicts. There would always be people coming and going from the Daddario house, many of them looking scruffy and unkempt. Her parents were so poor, there would be days where she hardly had anything to eat. This was sad and challenging, but the true up hell of her being started early in senior high school schoolhouse.

She had just gotten home from a day at school, when she heard her father shouting for her to come 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 beginner, she relented and came to resist beside him. The alien was tall and ebony black. His eyes were a rummy wickedness green, and they swept over her, taking in her slightly fill out phase, and her - already in her teens - extremely large breasts.

What happened side by side felt like a blur to her, and she never could exactly retrieve choosing to do it. The man's hired hand - a bombastic 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 man in the face, and before she could shout he swung his own hand, smacking her right back in the face, causing her to tumble to the floor and starting to cry. The stranger's eyes swung from her convulsing and bawling form back to her father's, and he nodded casually, then told her beginner that eighteen-hundred was good.

Alexandra felt a horrible pit of icy treason in her stomach when her father nodded. The ignominious man pulled out a pallid thick wad of bank note, then peeled bank bill 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 thin neck.

She was afraid like she'd never been in her hale teenaged life. Her assailant dumped her over the couch in the den and despite her weak protests with her hands, pulled her wench down, along with her panties. It didn't take long after that Alexandra Daddario had something inserted into her Virgin bitch for the start time. He worked two thick fingerbreadth inside of her and she wailed in painfulness.

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

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

The future stripling renown gagged on her rapists'fingers and took big gasping hint when he withdrew the digits, only to whine and ululate again when his cock - a monumental thick black cock - slapped against her beautiful pale cheek.

"Listen to your mammy and suck my dick."

There wasn't any fighting in Alexandra. The black man's dick smelled outrageous, tasting of unwashed effort and grease. She barely could handle it, and her tears flowed down her apple nerve. She couldn't help it, she had never done this before and kept scraping her rapist's pecker with her tooth. This infuriated him so much that he hit her nerve once, then wrapped those massive deal around her throat and started choking her. Her fingernails scraped against his forearms, but didn't do anything but squeeze his dark skin a little. Her eyes, which in a few eld would be humankind famous for their mesmerizing blue color, bulged in fear.

She looked desperately around with them for assistant, but saw her female parent and father session in the box observance, her mother's hand tucked into her Father of the Church's trouser and obviously jerking him off. Hurt horribly by her folk's treachery, her struggle slowed and in indorsement she went limp in his arms, falling into unconsciousness.

Alexandra Daddario woke up to the touch sensation of her articulatio genus bending to her shoulder, and a massive pressure against her little virgin pussy. It felt far too big, and she tried to crawl away, but was trapped under his compound weight and brawniness - which he pushed down on her all at once, spearing her virgin cunt with his cock, tearing away her virginity rightfield in straw man of her parents. The pain was so horrible to her she started to scream, animalistically and wildly scream. Her father rushed over to her to clamp his own hand over her backtalk, his cock still out of his trouser and waggling free.

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

Her mind started to damp then, and her beautiful centre unfocused and stared at the ceiling as she got the get-go fucking of her life, a barbarous assault aided by her parents for drug money. The rapist called her foul figure, and even beat her flawless and thoroughgoing breasts. It was bad, and only grew worse when his entire eubstance tightened and the black drug trader spilled his cum deep inside of Alexandra Daddario's cunt.

This all must have satisfied the man, because he rolled off the vociferation and devirginized cunt and stood. Once his massive shaft was tucked back into his pants, he peeled more bank note from his peck of money and handed them to her founding father. Her female parent helped Alexandra to her feet, then ushered her out of the room and straight into the shower. Her articulation was curt, a hard boundary to it, saying that she had been a good girl. Her mother started the water and helped her girl into it. She was still zoned out, sobbing in niggling spasms, that she didn't stop her mother from cleaning her body, even when her mother's hands explored her pussy, making sure to make clean it as well, doing too good a job as her finger's breadth worked in and out of her sopping wet muddle.

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