He dragged me over to the living room’s wooden table and ordered me to bend over there. This table was perfect for his purposes, with my legs dangli...g over one edge, and my head dropping backwards over the other side end.Jasper offered the first guy to take my mouth again.I heard him unzipping his shorts again and soon I screamed loud in pain as Jasper's thick black cockhead pushed into my very tight anal rosebud…Jasper laughed, saying a nice married white slut like me, deserved a hard big. ...she was even more attractive in the flesh than her pics, she was gorgeous. I hurried over to introduce myself and we seemed to hit it off right away. We had a drink in the bar and then went through to the restaurant for dinner, after a lovely meal, some wine and a lot of small talk I invited her up to my room for a nightcap before she had to get the tube home....I was delighted when she took me up on my offer.We took our drinks up with us to the room and when we got there I excused myself. So when she left without her purse for a couple of minutes, he couldn't help himself but look into it, open her wallet, take out as much cash as he could, put the purse back, grabbed a magasine and casually whistled until she came back. He then left the room and quietly took off. He didn't need this money; he was making enough to live well and even to put some aside for a rainy day; he didn't have any responsability to speak of either, so money was not the issue. No, he just took it to punish. Apparently theyll never go away. My dad turned to drink, started abusing me a lot., I didnt mention it still happened now, I couldnt trust him yet, Ive had to fend for myself for a while, but Ive pulled through. We move states a lot because the police are after him. I would turn him in for my safety, but Id have nowhere to go. Emotion didnt break into my voice once, and I was silently proud of myself. The whole explanation had really been my way of crying out to him that I needed someone to.