When he asks how he is to do that, I tell him I don’t know and it’s not my problem.Again no follow through on his part, I did not expect the car b...t I do want my fee or for him to admit to his lies. Call me crazy but as a real blackmailer you need to push them and the thought that I might call his wife or mother should do the trick.In the middle of the night I call him and read to him my list of his most called numbers. I tell him to get out a pen and paper and give him the following shopping. .. She was so wet, her pussy was dripping already but I continued to Work more and more fingers into her until I was at my thumb knuckle. This was always the hardest part for her! This is where she always struggles when I stretch her beyond this point. I always manage it and once I do it better but it really hurts her! Without warning I slammed my fist into her pussy as hard as I can as as it passes in my fist punched into her cervix! She lunges forward in shock and pain and screams out in. Luke knew he had finally lost his grasp on reality.His eyes popped open as if he was trying to shake off a punch, jolting with the pungency of smelling salts."Fuck this shit. Fuck her! Fuck him! Fuck everybody!"He bellowed his anger. His head thrown back, blood rushing to his face, the veins in his neck pulsing.He was a fighter goddamn it! Not some patsy that would lie down and die and let her go. He was an axe wielding fire breathing son of a bitch for Christ sakes. Walk away and let her go!. Being only three months older than Kathryn and living in the same house, we naturally grew up together but she was always the mistress and I, the servant. She had title, position and power whilst I had none. However, being her companion meant participating in her schooling and in this I excelled and, under the tutelage of the best governesses they could afford, I quickly learned to read, write and do arithmetic. Kathryn, on the other hand, hated schooling and hated the way I enjoyed it and.