His fantasies weren't similar to most men however.Alfred Aimes wasn't your average serial rapist. He wouldn't impulsively snatch a girl off the street... if she looked attractive. It wasn't his style to drag her to an alley for a few minutes of sexual, forced satisfaction. No, Alfred was meticulous when it came to having his way with his victims.Alfred would spend countless hours, days, weeks, and months, coming up with a plan to obtain his latest target. He relied on his strict discipline to. “Who said you could speak? Did you hear me say ‘speak’” the man shook his head ‘no’, “No you didn’t. Now,” Darlene continued, “did you play with that, that, that tiny little thing while you were in the shower?” again the man shook his head ‘no’. “No you say, let’s just see about that. Stroke one off for me.”Obediently, the man pulled down his panties and began to masturbate while Darlene drank her wine watching him. “Faster!” she ordered and he obeyed. Before long, she could see he was near. Stella swallowed and then said, “Sorry, babe, that's all you get.” “No, it's not. I get yours,” I laughed and quickly got her onto her back so I could get a shot at her hard clit. “Oooo, I'm not used to this,” she cooed as I began to lick and kiss her clit. “I usually have to jack off. Very, very few men will even touch my clit, especially after they shoot their load.” I didn't respond verbally but I did proceed to give her a blow job. When she came, which was pretty quick, I swallowed it all.. His movements became shallower and quicker as he rubbed his pubic bone against her clit. He pulled out again and began pushing in and out forcefully. Renee shook with the momentum and surrendered herself to the overwhelming experience. She thrust back against him, matching his lust with her own. This was how it was always meant to be she thought. This is what was missing, what I always wanted. They threw their heads back as they reached an explosive mutual climax. Renee collapsed into James’.