Her clothing, smell and attitude were driving him crazy. Had Sonja pulled herself away from Nicolai, she would have seen the other two men, now with t...eir shirts and boots off. They were preparing to rape her, as was the plan, before taking her away. Sonja looked at him, his words making her wonder. ‘What do you mean, Nicolai? Be what way?’ With his hands on her ass, gripping her firm globes of flesh, she couldn’t pull away. She started to turn her head to the side to see what he was talking. I threw up three times and drank a gallon of water, but I made it. That was six weeks ago. The pull is still there, but It’s getting easier to control.”We reached the destination, 9th Street, the street where we first met him. He went to an old woman sitting on the curb by a shopping cart full of clothes and junk, and pulled her up. She had two mostly gray braids going down her back, wearing an old dress with tattered tails. She was tiny, I bet she didn’t weigh seventy-five pounds, but she. A lip around the table prevented the liquid from dripping onto the floor and the waste flowed into a drain under her ass in the padded tabletop and into the regular sewer. Next, he removed the small-diameter pipe that had been inserted into her anus that led to the regular sewer. Then he pulled the catheter from her urethra that served the same purpose for her urine.Taking a razor knife, he slit her wrists and throat to let the blood drain from her body. He went upstairs to eat and catch an. "You can do it in my ass for €20 more." She said. Did she want this special treatment, or was that her way of avoiding pregnancy? Pregnancy???! At 49?"Fine. You'll get it. Turn around." She did, and spitting on her hole I pushed my cock in shit hole. I examined my fingers: There was very little dirt on them."Don't cum in my ass, I don't have another panties. And not on my back." I didn't intend to. Looking at the clock on the dashboard I saw that it was way past midnight. I had to call it a.