"Well I was going to do laundry, but now I have to meet the electrician at 1PM," I said."No you don't, I can meet him. You want regular house type wir...ng with an outlet every few feet. You want two overhead lights. One at each end of the box." The Brit said."No wiring on the back wall That is where the plumbing fixture go. I don't want to mix electricity with water under any circumstances." I said."Okay I have this covered. You have to learn to trust people to do some things for you Sylvia." he. " A flicker of something went over his face. "That's not going to be in the best part of town," was his only comment, and our conversation came to a screeching halt. I paid the bill and we left the restaurant. Rogelio drove through the streets quickly and without small talk, leaving behind us the relative safety of heavy traffic and bright lights. We eventually pulled up under a flickering street light at a building where the small sign on the door said "Masajistas -- femeninas".We went in,. It was as if the dumber she felt, the hornier she felt... No. No, that couldn’t be right. What a stupid thought.A pang of arousal shot through her body.She’d come to the library to stop herself from heading into the bathroom and getting off. Something about that wouldn’t be right. She couldn’t pin her finger on exactly what, but she knew that something about it wouldn’t be right.“Do we have a meeting tonight?”Brandi’s hands covered her mouth in shock.“Do we?? I’m so sorry! I didn’t realise! I. "God you've got some kind of tight pussy. We're going to have a good time." I rolled off Monique. I ran my hand over her belly, and over her pussy, my semen dribbled out of her little cunt. Her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in sweat, makeup was streaked over her face, and I could still see her little pussy throbbing and twitching. The red marks where I'd laid the belt down on her tits were still visible.With a knife and cut Monique's wrists and ankles free. Her legs flopped down on.