“All right.” He looked around and saw the rest of the women were standing behind him, watching and listening. “Listen up, everybody. For now, we...��re going to call her Patty.”He stood up and turned to face the group. “Just in case anyone has forgotten, this is Dorothy Foster,” he said, pointing at the blonde farmgirl.“This is Connie,” he said, putting a hand on the former waitresses shoulder.“Biyu ... sorry, I don’t remember your last name. Started with a C, I think. And this here’s Red, which. “I bloody well hear you on that point!” Anne laughed bitterly.“Okay, there’s our street now. And I do mean ours. Whole fucking cul-de-sac, all to us. They had to find ... other lodging for the residents, I’m afraid. Be it ever so gruesome, there’s no place like home,” Aaron scoffed.“Damn, did you hear that?” Anne noted an outcry of some kind.“Oh, fuck ... no ... Oh, dear God, no!” I raged.“What?” Anne asked me now.“Please tell me that even the Kluckers aren’t that stupid!” I screamed as we. Tears slipped down her cheeks as she closed her eyes in desperation. Strong hands touched her cheeks, wiping her tears away. Warm lips brushed against hers, and she felt an arm go around her waist. Her eyes flew open and she found herself looking into the smiling face of a stranger. ‘Raj?’ she ventured. His enthusiastic embrace warmed her being and answered her question. ‘How did you know it was me?’ She grasped both his hands and kissed his fingers softly in amazement. ‘My heart knew. I heard. He spanks your arse with aggressive slaps, leaving your cheeks red and sore. With each strike you can feel the hard wedding ring on his finger and you know it's leaving and imprint on your skin as if he's branding you as his property. He grabs at your tits and his nails dig into your flesh. He uses every part of your body in any way he wants and each new technique is more painful than the last but the more you cry out the faster he fucks you.His cock throbs uncontrollably deep inside your pussy.