Mister Trevors was apparently quite drunk and with the wig and all of her make-up he didn’t recognize her. She could either ditch him and find anoth...r guy to loose her virginity to or see how this played out. She was kind of curious so she stayed and sipped from her scotch, while she studied him with her eyes. A nervous tingle in her tummy. He wasn’t that cliché tall handsome prince you heard about in the romance novels, but he had a pleasant energy. He had messy hair, that gave him an air. The skies were clear and blue, no clouds to block the sun. They looked like summer skies until you noticed the snow piled in mighty drifts everywhere you looked. Thrak stood above me, the blood steaming off his bare chest as he eclipsed the sun.“Ready?” I asked. I understood why my husband had to not only kill Bruk, but hurt him, torture him. I didn’t approve. It was so messy, but Thrak needed to inflict an equal amount of pain on the murderer of his wife.He grunted, nodding his head. “I’m done. “Like that?” asked the supplier. “Oh yes” said Anna “I loved it”. The two guys looked at each other. After Anna left they talked. “That bitch will do anything” said the dealer. “Yes you are right” said the supplier “she is a bitch, or should I say, she will be soon”. The dealer didn’t understand what he meant but he had learned not to question. He had seen what happens to anyone who crosses the supplier. You disappear without a trace. Instead he just nodded and said “whatever you reckon. Just. ” I said, beginning to grind my hips to his thrusts. I let my body rise up and put my hands against the shower wall, still keeping my ass pushed out and grinding to the rhythm of our lovemaking. Tom let his hands drift up my hips to my chest, and began to tightly pinch my nipples. “Oh god, fuuuuuuuuuck….” I moaned the heat and sensation overwhelming. “I’m gonna cum, baby, hope your ready.” Tom said in a hot voice. I could feel him blast an enormous load of his hot cum into my body, and the.