But Alina was ashamed her husband found pleasure with a man. As the missing amounts got bigger, she had aided Jerry and was given a cut for herself; t...ere were tapes of Alina bargaining with Jerry about the price of her silence. That meant she had to die; the question was the manner of her death.I questioned her without revealing what I knew, to see if she could admit guilt and either offer a defense or beg for my mercy.First I asked about the oriental man and the red-haired woman. Alina seemed. “Yes you can” says the milker, and in the same breath, leans in towards her body, layed down against the table, and reaches beneath her grabbing at her chest. He folds down the cups of her corset and reaches for a tin cup which he sets on the table. Realising what he wants, needing his silence, and in the midst of errupting at her core, the farmer’s wife raised her chest of the table to give him access to her breasts, which he milked (unknown to her) just like he had milked her daughters’. After about 15 minutes, Ben slid up next to me and began chatting me up with his arm casually draped across my shoulder. As we talked, he let his arm slip down to my waist, and then gradually slide down to my ass. I noticed, but didn’t react, as I wanted to impress Frank’s boss and help his standing in the new firm. Ben took this as encouragement, and began softly squeezing my ass cheeks while we continued our small talk.About 5 minutes later, Ben unobtrusively slipped his hand back up. The face, even though I had expected it to vanish the moment I took notice of it, stayed. I kept fucking Lawan from behind, and I kept looking at the face through the hole in the wall. Lawan had to have noticed it herself as well, but she did nothing about it, nor did she tell me to stop - so I didn't. I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer towards me every time I pushed my body forward. At this point - and I can't be sure this actually happened but I'm pretty damn sure it did - Lawan came,.