I'd never seem him as angry as he was, he almost killed the son of a bitch. Then he held me, he was still holding me crying when the police arrived. T... this day I don't think he has forgiven himself for what happened, though I have many, many times. I found after that, he was the only male that I can or will allow near me."I could feel the tears as they were running down my face. How could anyone have hurt this dear, sweet woman before me?I felt her soft hand reach my face gently caressing it. In a literal blink-of-an-eye, her little dress was completely off and she was laying down at the edge of the counter, her legs spread wide.I smiled and bent down to her small, hairless body. Actually, I should probably provide a better physical description, shouldn't I?Imagine a Barbie doll. Now shrink the hips and slightly increase the waist size to remove all obvious curvature, and reduce the breasts until they are smaller than A-cups, with just enough shape to indicate that there is. He took a seat so he could look at her and said, “if you can get off that rod sticking inyour cunt, you can go home right now. If you can’t get off, I am going to ram this up you sore asshole,” showing her a large butt plug. It was shaped somewhat like a Christmas tree with a flat baseas large around as the wide part of the “tree.” The “trunk” of the tree was about an inch indiameter and a little over an inch long. “this is bigger around than my cock, so you can imagine thatit will hurt like. After a few moments, she regained her composure, and asked “how did you like that”? I replied, “Look at this”, and waggled my cock. She came over to my side, pushed the table away, and said “I’ll take over now”. Her tongue slid up and over my cock and head, pausing, as before, at the tip, sticking her tongue tip in as far as possible, flicking the inner urethra, that was really sensitive. After moments of this, she then went on to the balls. She rolled each, and put each into her mouth,.