“Tu bhi ise utar de”I signaled towards his brief, he got up immediately facing me hooked his thumbs in his brief and pulled it down proudly stroke... it and looked in my eyes. I sat up , winked at him “nice cock baby very nice and very big “I encouraged him. I licked my lips vulgarly, one hand still on my pussy and looked in his eyes, it had the desired effect his cock twitched up and down . As I moved my hand away from my pussy uncovering It in full glory, he shifted his gaze from my face to. I let Wendy go first, down the hall with the kitchen on the left and the bathroom on the right. She stuck her head in both rooms, sniffed, and briefly looked around. Next was the dining table on the left and the back of the couch on the right. She stopped and turned to me. “This must be the famous couch where you bring women to bang their backside into submission.” It was a statement, not a question. She inspected the couch with disdain, as if I had brought her to the slums and she was only. His legs buckled a little under him from the way he had been bound. Then, in a blaze of uncontrollable lust, he moved to the kitchen table where he pulled the neck of the bottle from Hielo’s grip, causing her to squeal in disappointment that the flow of her pleasure had been broken. In one move, Alejandro pulled the front of Hielo’s basque down, to reveal her swollen breasts and engorged pink nipples. He poured the remainder of the wine from the bottle over her glistening breasts, and moved his. He'd just told her how many days she had left to deal with the torture and the pain before she could be gone from her, a blessing really. Because knowing was always so much better than not. Then he'd left her, after taking his blasted pictures, some with her legs splayed wide, and showing the trails of bloody semen coming from her. She'd hated those photos, knowing that people would be seeing the most intimate and grisly details of his abuse.But he was gone now, leaving her to cry out the pain.