” Rosalin’s tone edged away from defensive to just factual.Pam turned back to me and snapped, “Do you have a film she did?”I tried to sound ma...ter of fact too, “I have three of them.”“I want to see one, right now! “ There was no arguing. I’d never seen Pam this irritated, and fortunately it wasn’t entirely with me, although I figured the shit was splattering off the fan in all directions.I looked to Rosalin and she nodded to me, a gesture I took as approval to show one or all of the films I. My bladder screamed from the pressure that had been added against it?s fullness. He handed me another towel and told me to finish drying myself off. I dried myself quickly, my damp hair brushed and not a word spoken made the air in the room feel heavy. I laid down the towel and he grabbed me by the wrist again and pulled me into the bedroom. ?Kneel!? I went down on my knees, legs slightly apart, careful not to let my feet touch each other as he has instructed me from day one. I felt my shaved. I could keep my eyes off of it holly fuck every time I looked it was right there in my face. Then he told me he would like to show me a stretch so im on my back and he is pushing my legs back one at a time as he is doing this telling me how stiff and tight I am thinking to my self oh if he only knew. Then he start doing both legs at thia point I was going to see how far I could get him to push me it was the first try and he was pressing his enormous cock against my pussy now did I say I had my. I lived waiting for him, waiting for the groom to marry me to satisfy my halal appetite. He asked me by name and was a coincidence and acquaintances and loved him handsome and length and width,I got engaged to my family and I was engaged and we lived six months engagement filled with love and romance and then went the date set for the wedding night, the promised night where I enter the world not as my mother introduced me crying, but introduced a laugh and enjoyable to pick my husband flower.