"Julie, yesterday Ishowed you how to put a sword through an object without damaging it.Let's try putting a sword through Billy's stomach. Now, unlike ...hat youdid to his arm, when you do this one, you want the sword passingthrough him without it damaging any part of him. With the arm, you letthe knife cut him, and healed it afterwards. With the stomach, thatwould be too dangerous. It's possible, but there are too many vitalorgans in there that you don't want to mess around with. So you want. My pussy is completely stretched for him to do anything he wished for. I felt like doing some kind of yoga exercise. My flexibility helped him to get me in this position. I held my feet together and waited for him to take action.He pulled me on the edge of the bed and got down on his knees. He slapped my sore pussy with his huge hand, and I let out a muffled scream. Paul kept his four fingers on my slit and started to rub it rigorously. One by one, two of his fingers entered my drenched pussy,. I snapped my eyelids closed, as if blocking the vision before my eyes could somehow block the visions in my mind, the ones I had imagined for years, the ones where I was the bride, the ones I felt certain would now never occur. Admitting defeat, I opened my eyes again, and found their focus in the worst possible place, the left hand of the maid of honour as she held her arm for the best man to cradle. Colleen’s engagement ring was yet another reminder that no diamond adorned my hand. As if the. The cunts we usually provided were from the "wrong side of town". It was easier to grab them because they hung out in all the shady places. But this one, this one was different. We got lucky. She was from the same class as the women in the camp - and they realized it. And they were going to make her pay for it. I almost felt sorry for her - almost.I watched as my helper dumped her ass on the ground at my client's feet. He was impressed with her, I knew it. He liked her refinement, he liked.