?Was that real?? she struggled to compose herself but somehow felt compelled to walk back out in view. After a deep breath she walked slowly in front ...f the window trying with the corner of her eye to see if he was still there. She saw nothing.She was awash in a strange kind of lust and she now stood on the far side of the window not wanting this to stop. Fighting her better judgment and with her body full of sexual excitement she reached to her sides and pulled off her panties. Without another. Men today don’t like ‘bitchy women, and back then they absolutely didn’t like bitches, but also back then the men, the real men I mean, had an aura of graciousness that wouldn’t allow them beat a woman to death. And so I started to send my first miscreants to Mr. Westcott.My first ‘bad boys were sent and came back suitably humbled. Mr. Westcott stopped by occasionally, he’d smile, he’d ask after this or that child, he’d inquire about my wellbeing.”I can remember Mr. Westcott now. I can hear his. Then I moved one of my hands to her boobs and my lips were locked with hers. We kissed and exchanged our saliva for about 10 minutes. Then I slowly lifted her gown up to her chest and started pressing her boobs over the bra. I removed her gown and there she was only in White bra and black colored panty. The she removed my pants and then boxers and saw my 7 inches dick come out. She smiled and told that she has never seen such a big cock and immediately started stroking it with her mouth. She. Why did Manu tell her to do that? And why were the blades sharp? They were supposed to be blunt. Did someone make a mistake? Why did he do that to her?She felt a warm liquid, blood filling her rectum and spilling out of her. Then she understood. She opened her eyes and looked at the figure of her lover, standing, dejected in front of her. She gave him a weak smile and mouthed the words:"Thank you."Of course. The sharp blades that replaced the blunt ones had been ordered by Manu. He also.