Her mother's glazed, lifeless eyes watched Jamil as she was dragged from the basement.Something happened to Jamil's mind in that moment. An anger bega... building. It couldn't replace the terror and horror, but it could give her the strength to endure. She knew these men had killed her father because they had described what they did to him before he died, in terrifying detail. Jamil saw what they did to her mother. Her anger was sustained by the cold certainty that, if she could just endure, her. “I am still going out and you cannot stop me. I will wear what I want too. I am an adult you know.”“You are a cheeky bugger!” “A”, roared sounding like Darth Vader from the movie Star Wars, unknown to Aria was Alison.Aria headed toward the door, sticking her middle finger up in the air to show “A” what she thought of him/her ordering her into the doll outfit. The blackmailer was not amused at being challenged and soon Aria found herself once again bare ass over A’s knee. From somewhere inside. Hey…why the surprise…know something that I dont? he asked lifting his eyebrow, Kain had some kind of 6th sense to stuff like that, he knew when people were nervous, lying and even hiding a sad face behind a smile, and that was something I admired about him. N-No, not at all… I said nervously, Kain just lifted his eyebrow again, when I was lying, Id always gag a little, so anyone would notice. if its about that lovely sleepover Ben had with you…then I already know.. he said laughing. Uh? How? I. John smiled, she wasn't wearing any panties. He slipped his fingers in between her legs and when they touched her pussy he found his wife already wet and receptive to his advances. He smiled to himself and eased two fingers inside her labia and began to finger fuck her causing her butt to wigging around and push backward towards his hand. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a flight attendant coming down the aisle with a drink cart and he stopped fingering her although by the look he got as.