"I can't hear you," I said. "I'm your dirty filthy slave!" she yelled louder. I slapped her once more, harder. She trembled. "I'M ANNA'S DIRTY CUNT HO...E SLAVE MARTINA!" she screamed.I have no clue if anyone heard us, but the thought of her screaming her horniness out into the world made turned me on so bad I lost my inhibitions and just wanted to finish her off. Brutally, I slammed four fingers inside her twat like a pocket. She pushed back against the trunk while her tits were dangling big and. He found her other hand, never removing his eyes from her own as he pulled it gently from her hip. Eric began to kneel slowly, as he began to shrink out of view Lilly’s eyes clamped together as her heart began to pace. She had never been able to shake the nerves when she found herself so exposed to him like this, they had been together for years and yet she still felt like a girl on her first date. As Eric knelt before his lover he took hold of her hips and grazed his lips lightly against her. This guy's name was Nitin, he was good looking with a nice masculine voice and ready smile. He paid 1 months€™ rent in advance and finalized to move to the room in next 15 days.I was young and in college myself never too interested in guys, I had a small group of girl friends and we used to talk about regular girl stuff. On the allotted day Nitin moved in to the room he had very little belongings typical of students. He set up his room real soon and he made sure the back door of the room which. Having been demoted twice already in his twelve years on the force, for his unorthodox methods (brutally beating suspects), he didn't expect another promotion anytime soon.A short marriage - lasting five years - had ended in a very messy divorce. The divorce had left him only limited access to his two kids - one of each - and took a serious chunk out of his monthly paycheque.One thing kept him going though - he lived for his job. He took great satisfaction out of beating the criminals, tracking.