A further plus was that he was slightly bowlegged. Bandy men had always driven me crazy and this added plus definitely met with my approval. He was fa...r skinned and slightly hairy, and the bronze fluff on his body almost made me salivate with lust. Robert had also not lied about his dick. It was large, meaty, and his magnificent low hanging balls and ginger bush made it one of the most beautiful packages I had ever seen.“So, are you still worried about the missing foreskin?” he joked.“No. You. Behind me I felt a Dutch hand push down firmly on the small of my back to position and control me. He was a strong man, I wasnt going anywhere until he had fucked me, I knew that. My black leather skirt was pulled right up, revealing my ass, and I could feel the chill. Before he could go further I moved my hand and pulled a condom from the top of my stocking, for the Dutchman to wear. Harry was watching and condom was definitely put on. I think a little spit was added to my already wet pussy. She screamed in pain at the brutality. “You rapist scum! You will die at the hands of my mistress!” she yelled at me, but her words hardly penetrated my bloodlust. Enraged, it didn't take more than a dozen strokes for me to erupt, ejaculating torents of semen into my protesting captive. With a roar I pulled back the dagger and plunged it into the assassin's left tit, through her ribcage and into her heart. She looked at the knife sticking out of her chest in shock, not imagining that I would. Well, something happened and I swear I almost lost consciousness--I squealed and screamed and my whole body jerked with the force of my orgasm. As I came down, Alan kissed my puffy pussy and gave it a last lick before sitting up and smirking. Jesus. It took me a few minutes to compose myself (and zip myself up) but then I got out of the Landrover and thanked him again. He gave me a last smile and drove away. There I was, alone again by the side of the road, but now with my phone and with the.