Looking around the room at all the gear hanging on the walls, I missed Mr. Austin’s eyes on my legs. When I did notice, my heart just stopped. No r...ally, it stopped. I drew a quick breath and nearly fainted. The shorts hung loosely around my thighs and he was getting a peek at my panties I was sure. Well, that was what I wanted, he was looking at me. I had to remember to breathe. If he wanted to look, well, I would let him. I innocently pulled one of my feet up on the stool, then the other,. More and more of my cock slid up her ass. I could hear her breathing harder as my cock bottomed into her. I started to ease my cock in and out of her ass. Then I started to fuck her harder. I remembered all the times she had bitched at me or humiliated me in front of her bitch mother. I pounded her harder and harder!“Please it burns! It is making my butt hurt!” she screamed“Take it your fucking bitch! You tried to fuck me over and now the fucking bill is do! I’m going to fuck your ass whenever. . all very tiring work.Like I said, I was tired. Exhausted even. So why couldn't I sleep?I knew why, even if a part of me didn't want to admit it to myself. I needed that bastard. I wasn't used to sleeping alone, and to top it all off, I was horny. My body was used to the rhythm of the nightly fuck, and now longed for it badly. I had tried to masturbate earlier, but his image kept flashing into my mind, and I would just get angry instead of pleased.Well, I certainly wasn't getting to sleep the. As she did so, the woman grabbed her wrist and span her against the wall. She pushed the barrel of her pistol up under Jacqueline's chin and reached for the pearls around her neck. ?These look nice,? she said.I knew from what Jacqueline had said that she couldn’t bear to lose them ?Don’t take those,? I called.The woman scowled at me. ?Shut the fuck up, you!? she ordered. ?No, please,? said Jacqueline reaching up to her neck and pressing the pearls against herself. ?Don't take those. Please.