”“Oh… I… I see.”I glanced over at her, from somewhere in her purse she had pulled out a knife. In the dark, it looked like some kind of tact...cal knife, not a little pocket knife.“Um, miss. Can you put that away, please? It makes me nervous.”“Huh? Oh shit, sorry.” She stuffed the knife back in her purse.“I didn’t even know I did that. It happens sometimes.”I didn’t know what to say, so I kept quiet.“It’s an Ontario Asek aircrew knife,” she informed me. “It’s the knife my buddy used that day. We. As I staggered in, she placed our handstogether and said we made a nice couple as she was enjoyingthe fear in the air."Now Alice, I don't want to hurt you, so please do exactlywhat I say."With that I also noticed the video camera tripod positionedin the corner covering the room. She was freakin' videotaping this! As she leaned over to start the tape all Icould do was concentrate on how beautiful her face was andhow I would do anything to just touch those leather coveredtits. I was so. Before I came - it took everything I had to hold on - I pulled out and kissed her, telling her to wait a moment. I got up from the bed, my cock was dripping from her wet pussy, and took the dildo out of the bag. For a moment, knowing she couldn't see, I compared it to my erect cock and it put mine to shame. Almost twice the length and width. I snuck back under the covers, slathered the giant cock with lubricant, and pressed the tip of it against her tiny vagina. "What's that!" she jerked up.. Though she couldn't remember doing so, she had managed to drive herself back home to her apartment without getting into an accident. Tossing her things onto the foyer floor, she immediately made a path to the fridge, pulled out a vodka cooler and sucked it down like a baby having her bottle. She didn't even really notice or care that her air-conditioning was on the blink again, the apartment filled with stale, warm air.Then she let out a long, frustrated groan into the darkness of her.