Helen had found it easy and the guests liked her. One day the guy came home with a young girl to help, within a few days the guy moved her in with him...and Helen was moved to a box room. She packed two days later and walked out. She liked nice clothes and had the expensive watch. She told me she had a designer bag but that was in the suitcase. She’d never been paid wages, just had drawn what she needed for them to live. It had been a simple life and she’d never given a thought to the future. She. He pinches her pubic hair as tightly as possible and rips out more than a few strands, causing her to scream into his hand. He immediately notices a wet spot forming beneath her crotch on the bed. "See?" he rubs her own pubic hair against her nipples.She has to pry his hand off of her mouth before responding. "That's pee, not cum," she informs him."Really?" he slaps her cunt lightly, causing her to squirt out a little more liquid."Yes," she gasps. "Stop that." Why? Is it turning you on?" he. His cock was very rigid and curved to the right a little, and unlike his friend, who had taken it easy on my fuck canal, he began slamming into me, pushing well past my g-spot and into my anal curve. The pain was intense, but the deep nasty pleasure was worth it. I felt my silicon tits pushing against the booth wall and the wall flexing with each thrust. He fucked up into me for what felt like a hundred thrusts. I smiled at myself as he slammed into my hot cunt. I took the painful pleasure. You’ve earned it, and it’ll be my pleasure to see you get what you deserve.” She pulled at a tie at the skirt’s waist, and the long flowing garment dropped to the floor, revealing the full grandeur of the mature femininity that would see him to his death. The women applauded her bold and unashamed exposure, while Creed and the other male pets bucked impatiently on their knees, transfixed by the erotic aura she generated so naturally; the tight corseted waist below her black silk blouse,.