She lookedamused, but went up to check on them anyway. She was reassured whenshe saw them fully clothed. She invited the girls to stay for dinner, but...they declined. Robinflitted next door, to check the situation, then returned and sentAngel home. Then she went home, herself. As Angel and her family went through their evening routine, happy tobe together again, they were unaware of the figure watching theirhouse from the shadows. And that watcher was equally ignorant of hisown watchers. All. I would stay at her place for hours, and it started to raise questions with my family but I did not really care and I just wanted to be her slave.After a few months of weekly sessions, I felt like I had gone through it all. Luckily, neither of us were into scat. But she belittled me in every other way possible, making fun of my dick, keeping me tied and on all fours for hours, and I enjoyed every bit of it. However, I was not ready for what came next.After one such session, while aunty was in. ”I kept fucking her, ignoring her cries of climax until I had one of my own. I pulled out of her, leaving her pussy dripping with semen.----------------------------------------Talia couldn’t help but shed tears when I tore her hymen, but she didn’t stop lowering herself onto my cock. While I was sitting in an easy chair, she was suspended over my lap, her legs spread over the arms of the chair with her feet hanging down the sides. Only my P and her V were in contact. Using just the muscles in. She manages to make the call from a phone which is right beside her along with the gun. What more is needed?”“There is one piece of evidence missing. The police wanted to test a robe she said she was wearing for evidence of powder residue. Somehow it went missing. Rescue claims they don’t remember her having it on when they loaded her into the vehicle. The police don’t remember it being in the room. They took pictures and it doesn’t show in any of them. Of course the hospital had cleaned her up.