I nodded my head "I do sir... very much." I bit my lip, he looked at my legs again so I uncrossed them and left them a little bit spread, enough for h...m to get a sweet view of my shaved kitty. He stared at my pussy and nodded "good girl" he said "go and lock the door Lara" he ordered me. I got up and locked the door, my heart beating a little faster, my nipples getting a little hard "come and kneel here in front of me" I obeyed and walked back towards him with my sexiest walk, moving my sexy. Wolf time, my friend. I even splashed a copious amount of my precious blood around. Enough of it to make them think I might have been killed. At least I hope so. There is one tiny blessing in the fact that nobody saw me after my makeover and I am since listed as missing. Wilbur, however, was a different story altogether. He is being branded as thief, a traitor to the cause of science and worse. I am hiding for the time being, maybe forever. So, Berthold, I have to say I am very sorry one more. So I helped her of the table and got her a robe in case she was cold. We sta and talked more this time about fucking and how we liked what had just happened. It seemed that she had not had sex for a while so some of her "sex" muscles were a little out of shape. I told her we needed to work on that to which she agreed. We talked of fantasies that we had, mostly her, and I found just of kinky this beautiful woman was. The pissing in the pool was just a tip of the iceberg for her. She spoke of. You cheated on me, you’ve let me down. If you can’t understand that, and how much it hurts, and give me the space I need, then so be it. But I don’t want to be with you. Not now, not yet.”Without another word, he left. Renata peered one last time at her image in the mirror. She sighed, took a deep breath, and shook her head. She thought of Leah and Owen, trysting, holding each other in bed, kissing, fucking, sucking, screwing, coming, sneaking behind the backs of her husband and his fiancee for.