He laughed instead. "Oh, my dear. You are so much fun. Kill me?" He doubled over with laughter. "You can't kill me." He cocked his head in thought as ...e looked at her. "But you can watch me kill."He strode over to a wooden table that Michelle hadn't noticed before, lifted a long sheet. The girl that laid there was young, not over twenty, and blonde, her hair trailing off the side of the table. She was conscious, her head swiveling wildly. Her mouth was covered with tape and she was tied to the. She couldn't remember him penetrating her so viciously. Even the expression on his face was that of anger. It turned her on immensely. Mr. Hyde was pushing all her buttons. She came again. "Fucking cum dump! You like it, don't you? You want that cock filling your horny little pussy. You need it! Fucking slut! He said. Watching her tits jiggle, he fucked hard—adding to his arousal. He squeezed her tits hard. Then he grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy onto his pummeling cock. His cock head. Betty, I love you!Sam eagerly got between her legs and Betty put both hands inside her thighs. I couldn’t see but guessed she had spread her pussy lips because she said, "Lick up and down first.”From my view at the side, I saw his head move up and down, his hands wrapped around her thighs. "Lick at the top. Around and around. Can you feel my little nub?"“Mmm," he mumbled. Her hands were on the back of his head and moved in sync with his head as his tongue licked her pussy lips. "That's it.. Knowing her apprehension and dislike of being touched, he blew a fuse at even imagining going any lower to her silky thighs. He grew hard just thinking about her, and wished he could share all this with her. As she turned away to her drawers to get out a clean bra, he opened his eyes fully and admired her beautiful back with its alluring hour-glass shape. Then the memory of walking behind her flashed into his mind (he couldn’t remember where they were) and watching her fantastic buttocks moving.