” He staggered to his feet, moving to the bedside table, “Let’s have a drink,” reaching for a glass on the table.“No,” she said, “and yo... don’t need another one either. Oh Bob you poor dear,” she uttered putting her arms round his neck, “you both can work this out,” and she kissed him lightly on the lips.But then she felt his hand at the back of her head holding her while his lips ground into hers. She could feel his tongue trying to force her lips open. She tried to pull away but he was. When we got to my cottage he had my gun and held me at gunpoint while he raped her. When he was done this morning, he said he couldn't allow us to live and killed Wendy. I jumped him during his second shot at her and as we struggled, I got a round into him. Then I was able to finish him off." Interesting story, Charlie. I don't think I will ever understand everything that happened here, but I will go with your version. There are a couple of things going on here that you don't know about.. Please! I beg you! I didn't mean to do it, not on purpose! Master. Forgive me!"But he's refusing to reply. He's turned on by the power; and the pain is all I can think about. There's no past, present or future any more; only an indescribable pain with no end, and unless I can endure it there's no end to this place and I won't see Peter or my children. Dear Peter... I know that I must be punished but please, please help me! Please! I long to be at home with you, and with Little Lucy and the. I didn’t need asking twice, I berried my head between her thighs and started to lap away at her like Barry had been doing . Probing my tounge inside her wet and swollen cunt lips! They where so big that they looked like curtains as I probed my finger up her hole. Then with a comanding voice she said, “ NO you fool, give me your cock!” I just looked up at her as she grabbed my hair and pulling me up towards her as she spred her legs further appart. As I knelt on the desk and I aimed my knob.