He smiled through rotten teeth."Now that's better bitch; you going to behave?" he snarled.Michele nodded her compliance, the tip of the burglar's knif... pushing against her neck. The thief looked down at the heavily made up woman lying prone beneath him. She was attractive if you liked mature women. She was wearing a perfume that was familiar to him and her dress style reminded him of his Aunt who was a business professional in Melbourne. Her blouse was fully buttoned but during the struggle he. I just fucked her like a paid-for whore. I was rough. I rammed my cock hard and deep. She was squealing and begging for more.This was raw animal fucking. Savage, and brutal, I didn't care if it hurt. Just fucking the shit out of her. I pounded her for a good thirty minutes. Every time I looked down at my cock, it was coated with white cream. It looked as though I had shoved my cock into a jar of mayonnaise, her cum was that thick.My balls were slapping her mound. I could feel my load begin to. Sheik Omar ordered her to be publicly whipped with the camel whip. He ordered 50 lashes to be laid on after which she would be used as an a****l to turn the waterwheel in the desert which provided water for his property. The large crowd gathered around the platform to observe this rare treat. The Shiek sat separately with his guests under a tent and were served cool drinks by the slavegirls all of whom were naked except for the chains on their wrists and ankles. One of the quests was a sadistic. A cool breeze blew by, and he smelled the fresh summer air. The half empty bottle spilled out of his limp hand as a haze descended over him. The summer night felt beautiful. It was heaven compared to that god-forsaken dance floor. He was vaguely aware of the puddle of whiskey forming around his right foot. The universe was quiet. Alyssa stood before him, the two looked at each other. Her mouth moved, but no sound came out. He was lifted off the ground and floated up towards the sky. He fell up.