Even though she worked a decently paid, yet mindless office job she had downgraded to a bare one room apartment ever since he had become a slave. The...e was no reason for her to have comfort above the bare necessities. As soon as the door shut behind her she stripped and got on her knees. Walking had become part of a disguise to pass as a regular person in public, as had wearing clothes. On a small table next to the door were the accessories she wore at home: a heavy leather hood with eye and. And from what the police report states from witnessessesmy father started to pummel the man and the second my father turned hisback on him, he pulled a gun and shot him right in the chest to wheremy mother immediately ran over to stop the bleeding and the drunkproceeded to unload the rest of his bullets into my mother...So you could say I have fighting in my blood as my grandparents raisedme taking custody over me at the age of 10, but were very lax inraising me letting me stay out all night,. I lifted Leslee's dress over her back as she bent forward to present her ass to me. Without wasting any time, I moved my cock to her waiting cunt and pushed into her, there was no resistance as her pussy was overly wet. I buried into her in one smooth stroke, and heard her say " Do me like the whore that I am stud." At that I was off to the races as I pumped her with full strokes, knowing that we had to finish quickly to avoid being caught. Leslee started to buck back against me as I fucked her. I loved how he felt inside me, stretching me, filling me like no other man ever has. It was difficult to contain my screams and moans, but anyone could have passed by the door at any moment and heard me. As it was, some of the louder ones still escaped my lips. If someone were to come in through that door at that very moment they wouldn’t have seen the prim and proper and elegant bride I was expected to be. Instead they would have seen a lustful, wanton, erotic woman thrashing in orgasm beneath.