The sun was just appearing and I figured that the Professor would soon be along for his daily work, we could have his car. Unless he brought half a do...en Russians with of course. Still not trying not to think about that aspect until I had to, I stepped outside the guardroom and there he was, the same man that was sat next to me so innocently in that Yorkshire café all those weeks ago. Emma’s face was paralysed with terror, and he was gently speaking to her and encouraging her to stand, ignoring. .and Inearly came again from the incredibly tight feel of her hole. "Yes...yes...yes..." she gasped each time I thrust inward alittle more. I watched the thick ruddy brown shaft of my cock slowlydisappear between those pink hairless cunt lips till she had finallyaccepted six inches of hard prick. I could actually feel the smoothcap of her young cervix at the end of her hole and knew that she hadtaken all that she could. She lay there with her eyes closed and said nothing more as Ibegan. “Who are you? Why did you do this? What made you think you even could? What …”I put my hand up to stop her. “Who are you?”“Oh, right ...” She stuck her hand out, “Rosa Lopez. I’m a blogger. Here, here’s my card.” I took it but Sylvia took it from my hands and looked at.“Rosa’s World. You write Rosa’s World?” The woman nodded. “You’re good. I follow your blog.”I looked at the two of them, “Rosa’s World?”Rosa smiled proudly at the compliment from Sylvia, “Thank you, Senora Contreras.”“You know. The whipping over, she ordered me to my knees. She lifted her skirt to reveal her clean shaved pussy, she grabbed my by the hair and forced my mouth against her soaking wet lips. « Lick me you bastard » she growled. I obeyed as she held my head firmly, she began to moan then with a gasp, she came in my mouth, forcing me to swallow it all.She dragged me to my feet and handcuffed my wrists behind my back. She bundled my clothes into a plastic bag and grabbed my balls, squeezing them hard, I cried.