My cock throbbed as I moved to it. I hated how swollen my dick was. It hurt as I moved, more so than my blazing ass. I ignored both as I headed to the...post. I drew in deep breaths.I just had to break her first.I hugged the smooth marble, the tip of my cock rubbing against it. I couldn’t help how good that felt. She advanced behind me, her gold chain flashing along her cheek. She smiled at me, full of all her cruelty.She would enjoy hurting me. Was eager for it.I flared that eagerness. That urge. With Suzan taking care of her hair she couldn'tlook down to assess the damage though.Rinsing out the conditioner Suzan started drying Marcy's hair slightlywith a towel, enough to ensure it wouldn't drip everywhere, yet leavingit wet enough for a fresh cut. Angel was just finishing up as well whileSuzan kept Marcy seated for a few more minutes so the polish could dry.Once the polish was dried Suzan pulled Marcy out of the chair and led herover to one of the hairdresser's chairs where she. My eyes were stuck on her breasts, her left breast touching my right side and my right hand touching her left breast.We somehow managed to reach the house, where we found a note from aunty that she was going to attend a marriage function and wont be back till evening. Diya being a sportsperson knew what kind of relief could be given for such an injury. She said that she needed to know the seriousness of injury by looking at the color of the skin. Then, she would massage that part with. "As I see it we have two choices. We either tell the twins that David has Lillian or we don't. If we tell them then they will probably be able to get her back, but Adam will kill David. If we don't tell them then Hannah loses one of her children for ever. Have I got this right?" she asked."My way of looking at it is slightly different. We do have two choices. We can choose to interfere in something that's already happened or choose to do nothing. If it wasn't for the fact that I've found these.