The parallels between how a rapist feels about his victim and how a slave owner felt about his slaves, in the 1860s, are startling." But how can you f...ght? How can you prepare?" she asked, clearly upset."Sometimes you can't," said Bob. "That's why it's so important to find these men and lock them away. Most rapes, of the kind you suffered, where the woman doesn't know her attacker, are committed by very few of the total number of rapists." Some women KNOW who raped them?" she asked,. I can barely control myself. “Take your dress off and give it to me,” I tell you. Your cross your arms in front of you as you pull your dress upward and off, and then you extend an arm, offering the dress. I take it from you and bring the fabric to my face. I can feel the residual heat from your body on my cheek. I take a deep breath, and I can smell your lotion. Unashamed, you leave your arms at your sides. I imagine that you know I want to see you, to understand this part of your gift to me.. Her pussy hole was a magnificent site, dark pink in color, folded interiors and a very hot aroma.Soon I found my tongue involuntarily exploring her hole. She was moaning on the chair, “Sarfaraz!” Soon she reached her orgasm shuddering her body and trembling her legs. I licked all the juices flowing out. Now she wanted to suck me. So I stood up and came down to engulf my entire cock in her mouth.She sucked very well with her moist warm mouth and slimy tongue making circles on my 8-inch. "Always keep your eye on the ball. Nice level swing; make contact; follow through," he said, as he made a couple of slow, practice passes with the Louisville Slugger. I was more perplexed than ever. What was this about batting? I didn't understand. And then --WHOMP! I felt a sharp, powerful blow to my stomach. It pushed up my diaphragm and all the air belched out of my lungs. The "wind knocked out of me," I staggered and fell over, crashing to the concrete driveway with a doubtlessly stunned.