She saw me through the front window and I didn’t need to knock. Seconds later, the door opened and I stepped inside. She didn’t look like she’d ...een sat crying. She was wearing ill-fitting jeans, a hoodie and, probably, a T-shirt underneath. “Glad to see you made an effort.” I said sardonically. The comment was lost on her. She guided me to the lounge and invited me to sit. I declined, preferring to stand for now. She offered me a hot beverage and rather than wait for it, I went in to the. .. make it easier on yourself!" he unreasonably commanded, clutching at her tensed upper thighs and straining his heavy hips forward. "It's too late to change your mind now, little wife! You may hate me forever, but I'm going to fuck this beautiful ass of yours come hell or high-water! So you might just as well grin and bear it!"Hate him forever? Goddamn him, she'd kill him for sure if she ever survived his depraved sodomy! Scratch his watery eyes out! Cut his fiendish cock off with a meat. Stroking in and out I gradually brought her higher and higher in arousal until she stiffened letting out a whoosh of air and a long deep moan. I carried her through her orgasm finally letting her slowly recover. She moved her mouth near my ear and whispered a little "thanks, Greg".Now all this time Susie was trying to act like she noticed nothing while nothing escaped her awareness. After everything cooled down she casually mentioned "After we stop for lunch I get to sit in the middle." All I. Deciding that there was no way he was going to let Ted go out with his daughter, he took Harry by the arm and led him a few steps away. Bending down, he said, “Tell me why I shouldn’t just twist him like a pretzel.”Harry glanced over at Ted and hoped that his friend would forgive him. It wasn’t that the attack was a secret; it was just something that Ted never talked about.In a soft voice, he said, “Ted was attacked by a serial killer. The guy was trying to rape him. There’s no way Ted would do.