Man and woman do not come to room again. I hope I will die soon, but I don’t. I don’t know why; maybe is because I am stronger, or maybe is becaus... I drink more water. No one comes to take Sophia’s body away.“Maybe two, three days after Sophia die, I hear loud noise and shouting from outside door. Then noise stop. Door open and I see very big man with piece of pipe in his hand. There is blood all over him and on pipe. I think he will kill me and I am happy that I will finally die, but he does. Lauren’s gaze trailed after him as he left the kitchen. She knew his comment about the alcohol was meant to encourage a laugh from her but she couldn’t find a laugh in her right now. The sound of his deep voice calling her sexy had goose bumps spreading over her. She downed a couple more mouthfuls of wine, closing her eyes while she swallowed. There was no denying how much she wanted him. She guessed after his descriptions of her and those breath-stealing moments they’d shared, it wasn’t too. ” and slowly began to undo the zipper herself, dragging the painted metal release slowly down the front of her jacket, progressively slower the farther down she pulled, making sure it made plenty of noise, the sound of the coat's unfastening heightening his anticipation. Keith reached up to grasp the fronts of her jacket to try and help her shrug out of it, and once again she slapped his hands away, a little more fervently this time, as if to bring the point home. Once free of the white nylon. ' She pulled on a black latex glove and grabbed a tube of toothpaste, squeezed out a generous dollop, mixed it into her hand with some lube. She walked behind me and pressed her fingers inside my cunt, stretching it wide. I wasn't expecting this. A cooling sensation started to burn inside me, I started pushing out, trying to expel her. I could handle Vicky's cock without poppers, but not a fist like this. I screamed into the gag, as Mistress started flexing her hand inside me. 'Cooling you.