This time, however, her surprise had turned her face back to the cock out of shear amazement at what had happened. She watched the jet of cum from the...end of the cock and followed it onto her chest, running down onto her breasts, and flowing, dripping to her thighs below. I brought my head alongside hers and pulled the cock back up, aimed directly at our faces. I told her to close her eyes and mouth and hoped that this time she would. Mine were already closing, so I just hoped.She gasped next. The music was still blaring as the car whipped into the lot and backed into a space right next to my wife's car. I was a little fearful for my wife's safety and was hoping that she wouldn't come out of her building just then and I could only watch as the car sat there for another 5 or 10 minutes as the music continued to thump and crank and it seemed as though the car actually shook a little while parked there. Suddenly the music stopped and I watched as the driver door opened and I saw a man. Obey the strangers hands.Relinquish control. Let him touch you just how you want him to" " He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me back a step against his body.I can feel his erection. Pressing against my bottom. I'm turned on that he's hard. I moan. His other hand moves over my belly. And agonisingly slowly. He moves down towards my cunt. He nudges my foot with his . A silent message to open my legs wider. And as I do. His hand cups my pussy. His big powerful hand covers my cunt. And. She tried to cry, but found that she couldn’t.Who am I?Her eyes refused to open lest they see the answer.When at last she forced them to do so, hours after falling back into dark nightmares of despair, she was surprised to find that she remained unmolested. How much time had passed since her performance and the subsequent beating she didn’t know, but her sudden sense of purpose was driven by an odd practicality. I need to cleanse myself. To prepare. Not for my own good, nor even my own reasons,.