.." They told me, Mr. Beall, about that woman that got killed down in Georgetown. Damn shame." Yes, I wondered if you knew her. She was a dressmaker, ...aybe you and Polly..." What was her name?" Miller, Betsy Miller. I don't know where she worked. I think she usually went to her customers' homes." I did see a woman at Polly's house once that was pinning cloth on her and measuring and so forth, marking with chalk. It might've been her. All I 'member is she was left-handed, looked kind of funny,. So I slowly inched in my thick dick. She grimaced with pain but I had enough experience to be gentle and gave little jerks in and out to slowly move forward stretching the pussy walls slowly and kept massaging her thighs to relax her. “Come on Kala be a good girl. You can do it nicely if you loosen yourself. Take it in and show me that you love me like I love you” But she was not able to do anything to accommodate me. So I decided to do it the only way possible – by force. I took her legs in my. He reaches one hand down around her, fingering her clit. She moans out hard right on my pussy, making me moan out. Sam moans that he’s going to cum. With one hard buck, he slams against her body, and then does it again. It slams her into my pussy harder, and I begin to cum for her. I buck into her, as he slams her from behind. We use her hard, wanting her to cum. He cums first; he slaps her ass so hard it sounds like it hurts more than pleases but he doesn't stop. He does it again, and this. Her recollection of Captain Richard Jarvis’s reaction to her stockings added to the sensation. Wearing just her corset and her English bloomers, she had let her hair down so that its chestnut curls were cascading over her bare shoulders. The small gap between the bottom of her pale grey, corset left part of her stomach exposed, and by removing her shoes, Strand could see the black silk of her stockings under her bloomers that ended well above her slim ankles. ‘Magnificent’ Strand repeated,.