"Samantha is straight as well and does not fancy woman; in her mind, sheis only interested in men. I did say in her mind - her body, however, mayhave...different ideas. When you were not well and I was travelling up anddown the road, I took some of Samantha's clothing with me, when I knew youwere improving and when overnighting in the hotel. Remember you saw themark on my jacket at visiting time and I said it was dirt? In fact it wasa make-up stain. You were correct, I had been dressing the. ” Sophie felt another slap before he lowered her dress and straightened them both. They had reached the twelfth floor. Again the doors opened and Sophie recognized Pastor Mike from down the hall. He gave her a smile which she returned as she and her father stepped out of the elevator. Not without manners, she introduced them. “Daddy, I’d like you to meet Pastor Mike. He lives just a few doors down, and he’s been such a great help these last few weeks.” The two men shook hands “Thank you for. She looks like she's aged fifteen years in the past year." What she did was unforgivable." Who says? Aren't we the ones who get to decide that? You said yourself that she's a valuable employee who does a great job. I prefer to think she was a victim of a very cruel attack. She was used, and she knows it. She was given a choice between two bad options. The way I'm seeing it, she's already been punished enough. It isn't very likely that anything like this would ever happen again. Why don't we. He picks up the beat. I cry out from the sheer pleasure of it. He pauses, Are you okay? Yes! Im good… Im good…. Dont stop. Are you sure? We can stopp… I grab his left hip with my hand. My nails dig deep and pull him into me. DONT STOP!!! He sends shock waves through me with this thrust. A few more like that and I will cum. He pumps furiously into me. My cries grow louder and I scream his name. My body convulses over and over. And he keeps going. Thats a God for ya. His fingers dig into my ass..