I was proud of the work that I had done the past two years and my dedication was evident in the stares of women when they would catch a glimpse of me....Last month while I was going through my routine I noticed a beautiful woman staring at me. I never like to work out with headphones on because my concentration inevitably goes to the music rather than my muscles, so I have to admit that I was immediately distracted by the glances of this beautiful lady. She was dripping with perspiration as she. With little regard for the pain in my bottom, I first grabbed Vicky's wrists and then managed to get my arms under hers around her back. She hung there and I hadn't the strength to lift her from the kneeling position I was in, back through the narrow opening."Let me go Emma. Please let me go. He'll thrash me worse now. Let me die. Let me get it over with." She pleaded with me and tried to thump my back to emphasise her words.In reply I just yelled, "Help! Help!' at the top of my voice. Soon I. Creighton is my mother's maiden name, so that wouldn't make sense. It's a family thing for me to take her name, but I've never gone by it." I was just teasing. I still live on our estate too," I said, laughing."There's the house," CJ said, pointing ahead.I couldn't see all of "the house" at once, through the windshield. Massive trees and a garden wall concealed the lower half from the road. The upper floors with lights on, seemed to go on for an entire city block. The roofs of other houses were. Her idea of foreplay was to maul his breasts and fingerhis ass for a few minutes, and then flip him over on his stomach and ramhim with a fifteen inch dildo. In some ways it had been a good experience for him. It had toughenedhim, and now he went into a relationship with his eyes wide open.Perhaps Louise was worse than most women were; after all, being in theporn industry she was used to viewing men as pieces of meat. But fromStevie's experience she was not much different from most women. .