Now standing at the sink I didn't just open my robe, I dropped it to the floor. I was totally naked and my whole body tightened as a thrill ran throug... it like a wave. I felt so exposed, so sooo naughty.Then I lent forward to the drainer and picked up a large wooden serving spoon. Bending over the sink, I spread my legs, pulled my buttocks open and started to gently push the spoon handle into my arse: Not too quickly and not too deep. Just enough to imagine it was a lover fucking my arse for. "Who hurt you so badly you hate all men so deeply?" Hates men? How can you say that, Marlin?" Melody gasped. "My God she screws everything on two legs and probably some without legs if they gave her a chance! From what I can see she loves every fucking man on the face of the earth!" She didn't love them, Mel," Marlin shook his head as he looked up at her. "She didn't even like them. She didn't make love with any of them; she used them for sex. More than that she drew them in, punished them by. Is baat se aur bhi zyada mast hoti ja rahi thi. Unki aisi takat aur berahmi unki beti ke upar. Mujhe bas saari raat unse chudhne ki ichcha ho rahi thi, par meri jism meri sath chor rahi thi.Main: Mmmmm! Mmmm! Papa!Unke lund ke zalim chudayi par meri choot akhirkaar haar maan gayi. Main dabi siskariyo ke sath jhad padi. Par woh naa hi mujhe sune aur naa hi woh ruke. Woh bas mujhe chodte hi chale gaye.Meri jhadti aur sunn padti choot mein woh apne lund ko aur zor se marte gaye. Mujhse aage hui. Tipped off by an anonymous phone call by a voice that was both filtered, and using an obviously bad American accent it was to enticing to pass. Later it would be learned the call originated from one of the girls' cell phones. Triangulation from logs from the equipment linked to the local cell towers reveled that the call came from the crime scene.From that point on the hidden little lane, easy access to the M74, M8, and M80 were all within a twenty-minute lazy drive. Jennifer Nelson, her.