" She frowned, "How did you know?" "I must have seen it on your name badge," I lied. "I don't wear a name badge," she frowned. "To be honest," I st...rted slowly, "I don't know your name. You just looked remarkably like someone called Laura." "Oh, how strange," she smiled again. "I am actually called Laura. I was named after my Grandmother's sister, Laura Pendleton. She died the day I was born so my mother named me Laura." I couldn't reply. My tongue seemed cleaved to my mouth. I couldn't. He still fucked me slowly, but he was more interesting in sucking my tits now. “Get up, and bend over,” he said. I stood up, and bent over the bed. I stuck out my ass to him. I was still wearing my panties. Neither I nor he cared to take my panties off. He spanked me. “Yes, spank me more,” I said, getting dirty. He did things, which I liked, even before I could tell him to do them. I guessed he knew what I wanted. “You have such a beautiful nice ass, and it needs to be spanked hard,” he. I was getting excited again just watching it. She had a monumental orgasm, as she screamed in ecstasy. Jean-Louis roared as he came inside her. When he rolled off her, I was down on her licking her hairless clit, moving my tongue skillfully over it. She had another orgasm. I asked Jean-Louis for another condom and slid it over my hard cock. I pumped away, and she came again. As before, she finished me off with her mouth and hand. Although the load wasn’t as big as the first one, I was. He hit the attacker's forearm so hard with his blade that he actually removed a length of forearm, the wrist, and the hand holding the knife. Billy knew that he was strong, but he did not realize that he was that strong. Of course, the slicing stroke had something to do with it.Blood spurted everywhere from the severed arm, and was making quite a mess of the room. The injured man was trying to staunch the flow of blood, but he was only partially successful.Meanwhile, the first attacker had.