A prey trapped by a predator. He kissed her ears and whispered hotly into her ear, “I bet your naked body smells better…” She moaned under the w...ight of his hand across her mouth. Tears rolling over his fingers.All this was video recorded in close range for the family to watch. Close up of his dirty hairy underarms, his stretch marks on his bloated stomach, his face covered in black panty hose to distort all identity. A hole around his mouth area so his tongue could roam free. All this to show. Even though it was dark, I certainly was not about to get it on in public. I’m not the kind of girl who has ever had sex in a car and I was not planning to start now. We were just going to walk and talk for a bit and then maybe I would tease him a little in the car. That’s it. Nothing more. Seriously. I pulled into the parking lot and was surprised that so many cars were there at that late hour. But it was an unusually warm evening for New England, so I guess everyone was taking advantage of. "And what if we are? It's his fucking house too."Tabitha scowled and shook her head. "No, we are off to the pub," Adam replied."No, straight up. It's ya house too. Bitch can't tell ya what to do." Tabitha winced as Carl spoke and touched her belly."You OK?" Adam asked and she nodded."Fine," she muttered. "Be better when the filth is out of my house." Filth?" Carl cried, finishing his can of beer. "I proper English love. It's you who's filth. And I seen you in video dyking it up. It's sick."Adam. She had a ring through her lower lip and the ends of tattoos could be seen on her forearms, crawling out of the brown sweatsuit she wore. She was darkly tanned and light brown hair braided in pigtails hung shoulder length, strands escaping to frame her face. ‘I think I know what you want,’ She said, as she took him by the hand and led him through the shop to a door in the back. The door opened into a small room. Tatami covered the floor with a mat in the corner. A small shrine was the only.