Then I headed back upstairs to the kitchen for something to eat. I hadn't eaten in a couple of days and I was starving.Izzy was in front of the stove ...rying bacon and sausage in one pan and making what looked like omelets in another. The table was set for two, with plates, silverware, orange juice and cups filled with coffee.She waved towards the table with her spatula. "Have a seat; breakfast will be ready in a few." Okay." I said. I started for the table, but then I got this itch in the back. ' He's threatening to put me across his knee." Her laughter redoubled. Betty could not but join her."Leave the shopping for the moment," she said. "I can see he needs speaking to."She marched into the drawing room. "Timothy Richards, I understand you have been threatening this young lady with violence."Tim sucked in his cheeks and widened his eyes. "Yes, ma'am."Betty grinned. "Just what she deserved I've no doubt. Has she been bullying a poor wounded warrior?" Yes, ma'am."Betty turned to Wendy.. It’s all you’ve thought about for days. The big night comes, you’re turned on, got your favourite porn going, you can feel the orgasm coming, you’re excited, this is it! You’re gonna fucking eat that fucking cum! Oh shit… IT’S HAPPENING! OH FUCK! Yessssssss, stream after stream of thick, warm cum shooting all over your belly in all its sloppy glory. You look down at it all, glistening on your tummy in the light. You scoop some up with your fingers, raise them to your lips AND…Nope.Not fucking. My body was dragged into the ally by the mysterious man. He took me to a area behind a dumpster where we could be hidden from anyone. He carefully laid me down on the ground. He slowly moved his hands up and down my clothed body. he then ran his hands through my brown curly hair. He hands kept moving all over my body, first he rubbed his fingers on my lips then slowly moved down to my jeans and unbuttoned and unzipped them. He then moved his hands back up my body but this time under my shirt,.