7 minutes and I started to quiver as my pussy was pounded and licked and my nipples sucked and bitten. The guy in my mouth let loose of a huge load of...hot cum which nearly choked me, then his cock was replaced with another one.Oh no, the viberator bitch was back again! I don't think I could take very much of that at this moment. My mouth was being fucked and balls were slapping against my chin, my nipples were on fire and someone kept slapping my tits when I least expected it. Viberator bitch. Opening a compact she daubed powder on his nose and crooned softly. ‘A little dab of powder, a little dab of paint, makes a little lady what she really ain’t.’ She dosed him liberally with lipstick and musky smelling perfume, then brushed metallic bronze powder onto his eyelids with a large bushy brush. After the make-up came the accessories. She’d found plenty of stage-jewellery in Margaret Pardoe’s costume cupboard. Clip-on earnings, bracelets, necklaces, and she delighted in adorning him. He freezes in place, staring straight in front of him, but no longer concerned with the bedroom door that shouldn't be open. The smell; that's what has him stumbling around his bedroom in the middle of the night. A unique fragrance that he hasn't encountered since...What should he do? He has no doubt of who'll be waiting on the other side of the door Leslie had locked, but what will happen to him if he walks through into the room beyond?"Rob." The soft voice comes from the living room, not from. Keep walking. The man approaches towards me slowly as I walk towards my destination. A glimour of something refracts the glowing street lamp in my direction. A KNIFE! The creature carries a knife towards me, undoubtedly intending to push the hot steel through my flesh. I cannot allow him. He is still far enough away. I pick up a bit of iron leaning on a nearby building, quickly hiding it under my cloak. As the creature draws close I prepare my preemptive strike, holding tightly to my iron.