She knew that he had torn her and she was bleeding, because she could feel something dribbling down her ass to her cunt. She knelt there on all fours...sobbing when the man leaned forward and reached under Karen to grab her sore, abused tits and started squeezing and pinching them hard. Between the torture of her clit, ass and tits, she was screaming almost constantly in pain, although the sound was muffled because her mouth was glued to the other girl’s cunt. Finally, just before he was ready. " I said. He looked at me from behind a pair of almost comical glasses "I'm sure you are." the words fell from his thin lips like gunk dripping from an old trash can. "Just call Ms. Ross!" I said with some bite. He called up Scar Jo's room and his expression turned from indifference to shear panic. "I'm terribly sorry for ths confusion sir you may go up, your sister's waiting, she's in Room 605." I took the elevator up to the Sixth floor, which in our boring berg was the Penthouse suite. I. I went down to the mailbox as I do every day. His car was acting up, or I think it was. When I looked in his eyes, all I could feel was the evil. I turned and ran back up to the house. The next thing I knew I was waking up here. Speaking of which, why am I here?"With a silent sigh, Amy answered, "That was my fault, Jen. When I programmed your nanobots, I didn't add the subroutines to combat stress and psychological problems that could arise from field conditions. It has been so long since I. Submission to one’s husband in sleeping together, sexual pleasure, and lovemaking; except where religiously prohibited3. Trustworthiness and preservation of the property of one’s husband4. Preserving one’s modesty and chastity5. Getting permission from one’s husband in exiting the houseAnd this is where all these deep naughty filthy ideas stem from ... as a man i was always taught to respect woman care for them and cherish and worship them. and i did so with pride and honour as i saw muslim.