?What the fuck do you think you’re doing?? she asked, her voice a combination of anger and fear.?You can scream if you like,? Mark replied. ?I kind ...f like it. And we don’t have any neighbors within earshot.?Suddenly he slapped her, causing her to cry out. Then his big, gnarled hands grasped the neck of her tee shirt and in one powerful motion ripped it in two. The bikini top underneath was a flimsy little garment, and broke apart easily under his lust-fueled strength. He stared with. Finally meeting her blond curls with his own gray pubic hairs, the holy man began pumping his young pupil, his great hands fairly mauling the tiny nubs of her breasts as he began pistoning in and out of her, making her moan and laugh madly with the intense pleasure she was getting from the elderly man.As he sawed into her pussy more easily now, he increased his pace, rubbing her tender asscheeks on the rough surface on the Quran beneath her, thoroughly soaking the holy book with their frothy. What's your name? You've been mostly delirious since I've been taking care of you and I don't know your name.''J J J e e se, ' he croaked.'Well, Jesse, you just lie back and enjoy. I never saw a man yet that didn't enjoy a good stroking and it fulfills my needs nicely. In fact, I don't know which turns me on more, stroking your equipment or rubbing your stump. That really gets me horny!'Jesse tensed. He could feel a long unused load about to erupt.He said, ' I, I'm m goin' t t to shoot r real s. Anne was beautiful, why’d she want to go with him? Surely she already had a boyfriend, maybe more than that? She was far too intelligent for him, he’d never be able to keep up. She was so beautiful… Stan’s thoughts went back and forth like this for a while, gradually intermixing and becoming more chaotic. Suddenly he looked at his watch. Uh – oh. It was already after eight thirty! Stan was late. Time to move. Stan ruthlessly suppressed all thought of Anne for a while as he frantically got ready.