With no other plans I was up for it, so responded accordingly.'You joining us tonight Tamsin?' I asked the woman at the next desk, knowing that she to... was on the distribution list.'Can do, I suppose, Tommy is away on a course for the next couple of days.' She responded without much enthusiasm and sounding a little despondent.I looked round at her. 'Missing him or just feeling a bit rough?''A bit of both really, but you know how it is. It comes and goes.'Tamsin Hartley was around thirty and had. Oh her melons were big and were peeking out of her t-shirt.We exchanged smiles and she sat opposite to me. We ordered a pizza and were having our naughty conversation and were passing smiles. She was teasing me by rubbing my foot and touching my thighs under the table.At this time, my ‘Johnny’ was hard and I wanted to fuck her there itself in the restaurant by spreading all the cheese from the pizza on her pussy and topping up her big melons with the salty jalapenos. But I controlled my urge as. Wo doodh pi kar lagbhag 10:30pm ko sone gayi or me bhi dusare bedroom me chala gaya or meunke gahare neend me sone ka intazar karne laga. Kyu ki unh ne neend ki goli khayi thi is liye doli ke wajaha se wo door bina lock kiye sone gayi taki yadi raat ko dolly rone lage to me atleast utha kar aa jau. Phir kya me bhi rat ka intazar karne laga or bus jese hi raat ke 2 baj gaye me dhire se utha kar unke kamare me gaya gajari neend me so rahi thi. Fir bhi confirm karne ke liye mene un ko do tin bar. She heard him again say he knew nothing. She could hear a whip uncoiled. It cracked across her shoulder blades and she screamed. A second stroke, and she screamed louder in abject terror.She babbled in colloquial German, “Hans, tell them! You must tell them. Tell them anything!”The whip struck her again, and she appeared to faint. She just hung limply on the post suspended by her bonds. She had been screaming as the lash cut into her, and the scream was cut off as if with a knife. Krepkin.