There was a time where I liked living in this shit-hole of a town. Little to no cops and if there were, they were corrupt and didn't even follow their...own laws; they probably wrote it on a fucking crumpled up piece of paper. Legal age to drink? Fuck legal. So long as you were tall enough and didn't have a baby's face, you were good to go. I got out of the car and didn't even want to lock it. This was going to end fast and it was going to end my way. If only I knew what car the bastards drove,. Carlo heard her words, and understood, but still marveled at the sight; then a twinkle in his eye appeared, and he addressed her thus, saying, "Be you not an angel, still you may be sent by one, for I have a demon that I cannot slay. Perhaps you were sent to be my strength." The angel, who calleth herself Sister Bertrille, expressed puzzlement at the nature of this demon, for though she was but still young she had listened to the words of the old and she did not believe demons still roamed the. ? It also gave my handssomething to grab onto while I was being whipped.? I stood in one place in the middle of theroom and he walked around me, whipping me and not saying anything exceptsometimes "keep your arms up!"?and "be quiet!"? I whimpered silently and obediently.?? He'd always start with my ass, then my backand legs, work my right side, my front, then left side, more on my ass HARD,then breasts.? Always the sameorder.? That was actually good, becauseit made it predictable. He never hit. We were a team, each doing our part to make this a memorable fuck. I felt like I might be close to cumming, and nobody could blame me. I had tasted Kelly’s sweet and beautiful pussy, gazed at it in reverence, buried my face into it, and now I was fucking it. The time for gentle, loving attention was passed, and now it was time for hot, hard fucking. Vigorous thrusting and deep penetration were now called for, and the loving and licking, the fondling and tender care, were over.“That’s going.