I immediately thought of her sitting in the stall fingering her pussy. My dick throbbed and I had to grab it hard. By the time she came out I had a ro...ring, throbbing dick to contend with. Her face was flushed and she was breathing a bit fast. I don’t know why but I decided to have some fun with her. She had tormented me for the last hundred miles and now I was going to torment her. ‘Was it good?’ Her face turned to me. ‘What? What do you mean?’ I smiled at her with my most innocent look.. Also schwenkte sie ihre Strategie sofort um. „Ich weiß, ich habe Mist geschrieben, aber ich möchte die Arbeit dennoch bestehen. Dafür werde ich alles tun. Alles!“ Sie wunderte sich, wie fest ihre Stimme dabei war. Jetzt kam alles auf Peterson an. Wie würde er reagieren? Würde er den Moralapostel spielen? Saskia biss sich auf die Lippen. Peterson musterte sie überlange, dann stand er auf. Er kam näher. Saskia schaute ihn an. „Ok“, krächzte er. „Ich ficke gerne feste runde Studentinnenärsche.“. After awhile I just buried my face into the sheets permanently, screaming and weeping while i thumped my little fists against the mattress in total agony. I’d given up begging the clients for mercy long ago "?My pimp had been pummeling my cunt now for over 15 minutes, and had dispensed literally over 200 blows on my badly swollen pussy. I was so overwhelmed with pain now that I could not even think coherently. My mind was just in a haze of unimaginable agony and my cunt felt like it was nothing. I got up and went to the bathroom. I headed to the kitchen and made something to eat. I looked at the clock and noticed that it was 10 o'clock. It had been a while since I could sleep that late.After breakfast, I sat at the table thinking about what I could do. I realized that there wasn't much to do. I looked around and decided that the house needed some cleaning, so I started cleaning the house. I also found something in the freezer and decided to work on dinner as well. I figured that I.