Enchanté.’ ‘Roland, it is a pleasure to meet you I am sure,’ she let his name roll off her tongue, her fluid accent driving his body desperate...to touch her. ‘I am Letitia Dumas, commissioned by Monsieur Jacques Bertrand to paint your portrait,’ she said her smile widening to reveal a set of pearly teeth that glinted a beautiful white in the darkness. ‘While I appreciate your compliments,’ she paused and then her tone became firm, ‘I have neither the finances nor the time to take on such an. I thought about going to the bar again to see the waitress but figured I better watch my spending for a while, so decided to stay in. The place needed a good cleaning anyway, so out with the vacuum and off to work I went. When I was sweeping the last room, the bedroom, I saw the bag of her things in the corner and got to thinking. I thought, I’ll teach that bitch a lesson and cum in her panties again only this time mail them to her afterward. I grabbed a frilly pair of sheer yellow panties and. Than slower than he entered, Doug pulled most of his cock from my anus and re-entered, this time sinking balls deep into my rectum. I gripped frantically at Doug's shoulders and back as he once again repeated his previous movement. My eyes were bucked wide as Doug repeated his movements time after time, I could see my toes as they opened and closed as if gripping on to some unseen passage. After numerous repetitions of his previous movement, Doug lowered his lips to my gasping parted lips and. I didn’t facking care. I beat her hard with the wood of the brush, once again across each very red buttock. ‘PLEASE, PLEASE, STOP!’ I merely thrashed her harder. ‘I’ve had enough of your selfish manipulation, your little mind games… your contrived moods to get you’re own way. Report me to the police and have me prosecuted – I really don’t give a FACK!’ After about twenty swats I became aware of a change in her: she ceased hollering and the crying reduced to a gentle sniffing – her unclad body.