I stared at her questioningly wondering whether she followed his instruction and wore the sleeveless blouse that i had got for her. She smiled and act...d as if she was shivering and held her sweater, as if to reply, that she wore the sweater because it was cold.I was mildly annoyed and angry though her smell of sweat hit me as she leaned closer. I loved her body odor. The more she smelled the more i wanted to fuck her brains. It had been just four days since she had joined their house. And four. . Please, no..." She resumed her sobbing."You can cry as much as you want, darling, as long as you don't disturb me. You're mine and I'll do anything I want to you so there's no sense asking me to stop. Actually..." I moved my thumbs further, spreading her inner lips and exposing her hymen and her little entrance completely, she gasped and I resumed, "It just make me want to ravish you more."The sound of stretching leather and the clink of chains was all around the bright brown, wooden covered. He had been jogging in his sweat pants and sleeveless t-shirt that showed off his awesome biceps. Feeling hot and speechless, her situation became even more awkward as she quickly realized the flaw in her impromptu plan; she had baited the young man but she hadn’t figured out how she would play it if he walked up to her like he just did, and she was quite flustered by it too. She willed herself to be calm but it didn’t do much for her shaky voice as she thanked him and took the purse from him.. “ Can you walk?” “I think so, it’s just a bit sore.” “I have a deep heat stick at home,” “I bet you do!” I said, a bit too loudly. “Pardon?” He said with surprise in his voice. “Oh nothing, yes that would do the trick.” I had my skin tight black jogging pants on and because it was not too cold - a white crop top. Steve who was having a good look again, was wearing a navy hoodie and black shorts. His legs looked so toned and muscular. He did live just round the corner as he said, so I didn’t.