( dengu inkaaa dengu raaaaa aaaaaaaa nii suliiiiii come onnnnn fuckkkkkn me and I was about yo release and grabed her hair and kissed her on lipsss sh... tried to speak something. I released in her pussy. She then slapped me very hard and asked why dint you remove. I said easy let’s use pills. She said that Is not good for health. Okayy. I said you have to know you are experienced but I am not. Shee again slapped me I too slapped her and said I want it again.she said ( lanja kodaka em dengav ra. He stuck a piece of duct tape and covered my mouth. he starts dragging me, I'm fighting like crazy, he grabs my neck and pushes me I'm my bedroom. He throws me on the bed and grabs a strap tied to my headboard. I freak. He grabs my neck again and says "I like a bit of a fight, but you are getting out if control. I'm gonna tie your hands. Then I'm gonna flip you over and punish you. Then I'm gonna fuck you. Do you know what I'm gonna do to you?" Scared and a bit turned on, god I'm warped. I. And she loved Richard. Still. Deeply and forever but she could not let him get away with such an affront to her dignity. Dignity? What dignity did she have as a divorcee and single mother? Plenty. She had divorced out of necessity and that did not dent her dignity. Was it selfishness? Was it pride? She pummelled her pillow as the tears poured. Finally, emotionally exhausted she fell asleep.Richard was not having much fun either. He stomped round the walk virtually oblivious of the dogs. The. There was no wedding band. (Years before a woman friend asked me what I first noticed about a woman I just met. She may have been expecting "breasts" or "body" but I replied, "The first thing I notice is her eyes and her smile. Then my eyes immediately drop down...to her left hand to see if she's married." "Proof positive that you're over thirty," she laughed.)Although clearly fatigued, she also reeked of nervous energy and her alert eyes were not aimed at the floor as she walked, but casually.