Why can't I make you forget HIM?! ... Why can't I make you forget ... every fucking bastard ... you ever let inside you?! ... Why can't they find ... ...hat bastard who ... took you from me? ... I'll kill him ... I swear I'll kill him!!!"Charles half groaned and half sobbed on his last statements. He collapsed on top of her and started to cry after he came inside her.She throbbed on his shaft as she breathed raggedly. Diana wrapped herself around him as she cried—but not as hard as she had been. "Your pussy is wonderful! Does this feel good?" He asked as he lightly nibbled on her swollen clit.Heather was trying to grind her pussy into his face but he held her back. Then with his other hand I watched as he lightly teased her tiny asshole making her scream with delight."I wonder if my cock can fit in this tight little ass." He laughed as he pushed the tip of finger into her butt.I was fingering myself frantically as Nate demonstrated the ability to put a woman in the edge of paradise but. Don't get me wrong, this was hard work, cooking, cleaning, and doing the laundry. It is no piece of cake by any means. But what made the unpleasant job a little bit more bearable was the money and the fact the only one to treat me unkind was that asshole Bud, and after what I had seen on the TV, I think I can get him under control. Now if all this wasn't enough to contemplate, I started thinking about being woke up in the middle of the night and having that extraordinary climax. What surprised. ’ Thud. ‘Never.’ Crrraaaacccckkkkk. ‘To.’ She gave a whimper of pain. ‘Say.’ The whimper grew into a moan. ‘My.’ A sickening crunch was heard. ‘Name.’ Emma’s body fell backwards, just narrowly missing the side of the dumpster as the abuse her body had sustained was too much. Mercifully she passed out. ‘Worthless, fu–‘ Lucian gave vent to his feelings by kicking Emma viciously in the ribs. ‘Hey!’ A voice echoed down the alley. ‘What is going on down there?’ Lucian swore. ‘Nothing!’ Lucian.