Roberts about and she was anxious to do it. She rehearsed what she wanted to say all morning as she kept an eye on the clock. Like the day before, she...had taken great pains in getting herself ready that morning - picking out her clothing, and putting on her makeup. Finally the longest morning in Lisa's life was over and lunchtime had arrived. "Mr. Roberts, may I see you for a moment before I go to lunch?" she said after knocking on his office door. "Yes, come in Miss Reynolds," he said. . .. He slowly lifts your arms above your head bringing your shirt with them. He deftly un fastens your bra letting the weight of your breast fall hard. He drags his nails down your chest, down your stomach where he quickly pulls your pants and panties down hard and fast. The material scr****g across your enflamed thighs reminds you that you are his... You lay there exposed on this cold bed in unfamiliar surroundings, it is dark and he remains in the shadows. You question your decision, how far. "I just wish there was another way." There isn't. Left unchecked, they'll eventually destroy your home and then grind the villages into the dust for having the temerity to stand up against them."The flyer arrived just before midnight and we climbed aboard, clinging to our weapons for comfort. A large number had already gathered behind the shelter of a large rise, out of the citadel's direct line of sight. The darkened sky lacked even a partial moon, making it an ideal night in which to. ? Every drive forwards threatening to rock thechair forwards and over but the fingers digging into her rump anchor her andthe chair in place, unable to escape the tirade of thrusts. The tearsroll down her cheeks as he continues to plunder and ravage her body in itsvulnerable position for his own warped pleasure, her debasement only added toby the responses from her body.? The heatgrowing between her thighs despite the nature of her penetration, the slicknessand spread of her juices only aiding.