Niklas rapped on the door loudly. ‘Where is this woman,’ he said annoyed. Hasina just stared, leaning against the wall behind him. He rapped his b...g knuckles on the door again, and then heard some shuffling behind it. ‘Who is it?’ he heard from behind the door. ‘Detective Oduvaldo, ma’am,’ he said waiting impatiently as she unlatched the chain and slowly pulled open her door. He noticed a small petite woman, with chocolate brown hair and delicate green-blue eyes. A small grin formed on his face. The spray was a striking contrast to the steel blue color of the sky – the same steel blue color of her husband’s eyes when he was hurt. How many times have I looked into David’s pain filled eyes and tried to ease his suffering? How can I look into them now, knowing that I could cause him the greatest pain he will ever know? He must never know what I’ve done. The thought echoed in her mind and gave birth to a torrent of new doubts and fears. I have to lie to him now. I have to pretend, to hide. Oh! My God, Miss Alice ... oh! Miss Alice! Take your hands away!..." at the same time twisting and writhing in a perfectly wonderful way in her frantic endeavors to escape from her mistress's hands, the fingers of which were now hidden in her cunt's mossy covering as they inquisitively traveled all over her Mount Venus and along the lips of the orifice itself. For some little time they contented themselves with feeling and pressing and toying caressingly with Fanny's cunt; then I saw one hand. Fulfilling… And it was a feeling that I was on the top of the world. I was so wet already and the rhythm was tickling my clit gently. I knew how to make the best out of this, and just arched my body back and started jumping up and down. Such a high it was and I started moaning very load while I pulling my own hair sometimes, pressing and pinching on his chest marking my nail bites subtly and showing my raw desire for him. He got up slightly and started sucking my boobs while I continued to ride.