It was Rachel Evans' mother, the woman who had struck me at the match. I didn't hear our esteemed leader twitter on as my mind was on the ramification... of what was happening. I only started listening properly when Mrs. Stephanie Evans was introduced and stepped forward to talk.She looked around the room and her eyes settled on me. 'Ah! It seems we have the local pervert amongst us.' She said pointing at me with a malicious smile, before continuing, 'And for those of you who don't already know. ‘Give it here, it is A…just give it here.’ Laura laughed, ‘Mhmmm…Ann send you this with the phone, the dirty little slut.’ She pushed the g-string under her nose, ‘fuck it smell’s like pussy, here take a whiff Jenny.’ She held the panty in front of Jenny’s face allowing her to take a whiff, ‘do you smell it?’ ‘Yip, definitely pussy, hand it here.’ Jenny took the g-string and wrapped it around her right hand, then used that hand to stroke his prick. ‘Time to get rid off the pussy smell, and give. The pain shocked her into silence, and she swiftly rose and draped herself over the whipping bench, since this seemed to be her Emir's pleasure at the moment.Whish ... THWACK!A line of agony appeared on the fleshiest part of her buttocks. She cried out in pain, and cried out again as the Emir roughly pulled her arse crack open and thrust into her rectum. Abandoning all movement after the first thrust he waited for her to speak, but she lay sobbing and did not thank him. He pulled out and moved. But I Didn,t dump her. That came later when she began dating college guys which had to be inevitable. Later Calvin told me Carole dropped out of college as she Wasn,t keeping her grades up and had gone back home to a job with a local power company and had gotten engaged as she was pregnant. Carole lives in Michigan with her third husband, mother of nine, grandmother of f******n and great grandmother I have no idea how many times. I did run into her a year after I married my british wife Sarah.