”“Someone call the police! I want him arrested. He’s a psychopath and should be locked up,” Dr. Dimsdale shouted.Sherry’s mother asked, “W...at did he do?”“He threatened me with a hammer,” Dr. Dimsdale said.Alex waved a hand dismissively. “Get over it. That was eight years ago and I didn’t actually threaten you with a hammer.”“You threatened to beat my brains out with a hammer,” Dr. Dimsdale said pointing a finger at Alex.Alex said, “Nonsense. I just suggested that I would displace a little of. Regaining her composure, she ran her hand quickly over her knickers. She bent over two middle fingers to feel her flat undercarriage. The warm damp cotton made her gasp. Her body ached for her to slip them inside. She cupped her hand against herself and pulled satisfyingly. Stroking, firmly, upward over her pubic bone, allowing her middle finger to sink in through the cotton depression and linger on her erect clitoris. Her mouth shot open as she felt a hot trickle shoot out of her. She felt. His glans brush against the back of Emma’s vag, pressing against her cervix over and over. Emma cries out with delight at each drive into her. The sides of her snatch begin their clasping. Both are so fully in this moment.The kissing stops; they just stare into each other’s eyes with each plunge. Emma and Donald are gasping each time he pushes deep in her, her sides gripping his tarse so tightly. They are in the throes of agonizing desire.The climax approaches and they both are breathing. The bed clothes were a rich royal blue that made her cream colored body stand out against them. Her hair shone like a golden river and her eyes shimmered like aquamarines. She was naked, cloaked only in the light from the moon. Her breasts moved with every breath she took, her nipples hardened to pink rosebuds. Her stomach, not as flat as it had been a few months ago, was beginning to show the evidence of his heir growing within her. Only two short months ago she had been a prisoner of the.