--- Leon, it’s not necessary. I can’t run away anyway, isn’t? said Ana with a dry voice.--- I will not break your face right now because we are ...n another country still, but you are just a criminal here. Never more call me Leon. And put these fucking cuffs. You are very wrong if you think I will treat you any different from the other shit people I executed before. Ana remained quiet and putted the cuffs as he ordered. Her mind was burning with his actual behaviour. Did he really don’t love her. The phone rang, and the mask slipped into place. She was a Southern Woman. She would not give her enemies the slightest comfort from her pain."That was the Construct," she said when she hung up. "They're trying to link up with wherever Suzanne is. Apparently there are some security protocols that are slowing them down."She'd put down the phone. Now she started crying. I tried to comfort her, but she shrugged me off. She knew I was trying to help, but she was going to get through this first on. I hoped not. My bare hand was covered in semen. I pulled the glove off my other hand and threw it in the disposal bin. “Just lay there and relax,” I told him, “while I get you cleaned up.” I turned on the water faucet, washed the semen off my hand and arm, and soaked a couple of hand cloths in warm water. I then proceeded to wipe up all the semen that was splattered all over him. I quickly realized that two cloths was not going to be enough. Finally after going through four washcloths I was. Juice from the cunt was flowing in my laps. While sucking my nipples he asked me to keep my legs in the inverted ‘V’ position. I did so. His hands started moving my petticoat and sari upwards and it reaches knee it came to my waist. He was playing with my laps he can find the juice in the laps too. His fingers play with the cunt and clit. I was in heaven. I can feel the pre cum in his jetty. He asked me to sit in a chair by lifting my sari an petticoat.(which he brought earlier). He asked me to.