I was amazed at how good she looked with just a little foundation on. She didn't do anything to deserve what I did to her. We talked a while and I apo...ogized to her for striking her, and I offered to take her to a movie, my treat. I asked her if she would like to dress up and she happily agreed as long as she looked good enough to pass. Mom she is gorgeous as you can see and I think she really liked it. Mom it was wrong for me to strike her, and even though she didn't tell you. I could not live. The thong suddenly snapped on her pussy before quickly disappearing into her ravaged backdoor, and Mr. Alba’s pace didn’t even waver. He grabbed her excuse for a top and snapped the string between her cleavage before slamming her against the sliding door, flattening her massive, creamy tits against the glass as her bikini top fell to the ground in tatters.“Mr. Alba!” she said, staying in character. “What are you doing? Why are you…”“I don’t know what my little baby promised you for doing this,”. After a minute or two I pulled it away again and she was tonguing the head waiting for me to give her the whole thing again. Then I told her I had stopped by the gas station but they didn't have any condoms. She said that was fine as long as I was clean and didn't cum in her. Then I asked how she wanted to be fucked and she said however I wanted it. I got up and stood by the bed and as if she read my mind she bent over at the edge of the bed. I slid into her and immediately felt her tight. “Stop it with the c***dish behaviour slut”, she heard George say, “and open your fucking eyes if you have not!”Linda was too scared to disobey and slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the light. What she saw was a mind fuck on a level she had never experienced. She was looking at herself. Seeing herself from a third person view, from the left and slightly above, she watched herself bound to the frame. On the faceplate of the gas mask a cord was visible running over her shoulder and.