"I really am sorry Donald but I'm afraid I stored those photos we took, off the disc and onto my laptop." She saw the distress on his face and felt so...ry for him again. "I really am sorry Donald, I know I told you that I'd wiped them and that there was no copies but I didn't trust your wife to leave things be." She turned to Evelyn Cresswell who was clearly shaken by the news. "The question is now Evelyn, just what will you do?" How do I know you're not bluffing about... ?" She turned to her. I could see how hard he was. His veins were engorged with bl**d for my wife’s cunt. His nuts swayed back and forth with each stroke as they began summoned up their reward. I knew he wanted her as badly as I did and he was satisfying her, filling her with his big cock. Something mine couldn’t do anymore. I saw his nuts begin to tense and so did Pat. She shouted out, ‘Cum on her pussy, not in it!’ Pat had control over these guys as well because Mark pulled out so just the tip was inside. She was well loved bythe Latino women, some in a physical way but she remained a very bittersomewhat crazed woman. She was wealthy from the sale of the land and herhatred of men a fiery blaze in her heart. Now with David captive in herhouse and with absolutely no one the wiser, she could take out some ofthat hatred.OooArriving at the house satisfied no one would suspect her of harboringDavid, she got him on a gurney. She wheeled him into her surgical suiteand spent the next seven hours. -”Before she could finish the sentence, the stripper butted in.“Call me Rose. Now sit down and relax - your boyfriend paid big bucks for me, and I want to make sure you have a birthday you’ll never forget...”For reasons she couldn’t explain, Trish did as the stripper instructed, and sat down. As she looked around the party, she noticed her ex-boyfriend Mitchell watching with a gleeful look on his face. Of course he’d be loving this, she thought - she’d dumped him when learning that he had been.