?I finally get my revenge,? Sayed laughed?.cruelly.A part of Farah feared that he was going to do nasty things to her and make her do humiliating and ...egrading things.?You know what you are. You are a Persian bitch. Say it,? Sayed shouted.?I am a Persian bitch,? Farah meekly said.Sayed laughed.?Say it again..slave,? Sayed intent on humiliating her.?I am a Persian bitch,? Farah meekly responded for the second time.Sayed made her say it?..for about 20 times.Farah started looking and feeling. Her body tensed and tensed and she heard herself moaning until finally, her body shook violently with spasms. He continued to rub her as she cried out with lust and desire, her face flushed, her hips bucking. She slowly returned to normal, her heart thudding, a sheen of perspiration over her skin. She looked at her captor with a mix of surprise and disgust, trying to understand what had just happened. She was disgusted with herself, because somehow her body had managed to respond to him, and. She was a tall, full-bodied woman of twenty-nine, with fair skin and dark hair.Her green eyes took in her niece's spread thighs and flushed cheeks and then cameto rest on Herb. He crossed his legs to hide the wet spot on his uniform shorts andtried to avoid Aunt Dee's eyes. He stole a look at her legs though and at her large,powerful ass, when she swung around and turned to Julie."Well, young lady?" Aunt Dee asked. "What's been going on in here?" She sniffedand frowned. "What's that smell,. He could tell that he was fighting back tears, his voice hitching and stuttering as he spoke. ‘He killed her.’ The man said between muffled sobs. ‘She’s gone. That sumbitch got away with it. Got away clean. The Sheriff covered for him and the Judge let him walk. ‘ He sat there baffled for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. As he remembered, the man he was speaking to was a widower, his wife dying from an aggressive ovarian cancer a few years before. It had to be that he was remarried, or.