" The tone in your voice is one that reminds me to be brave... if you were worried I couldn't take it you would ask me what my words were, expect me t... repeat them back. You know me so well that way. I can take it and more to the point I fucking need it. I take a deep breath, your cock still stretching my hole open Like those movies i watched in * www.Mybig7.de * which excite me even more and melt into the hurt, telling you with my body that I'm ready. "Good girl."The next thrust comes down. A psycho. And those people would be right, its true. I am all of those, and more. But others, the ones I favor, would call me an arist. A genuis. Just because I actually end lives, and take beautiful girls against their will, does not make me worse than most men. Everyone has their sick fantasies, I just prefer mine to be satisfied. Tonight, they were. She wasnt quite like the girls I usually captured- I generally prefer blonde girls with blue eyes and small, child breasts. She was an ebony. Sue and I started to pour drinks and the crowd were getting excited suggesting we get our gear off. Sue told them for us to do that they would have to “donate” some money as the money paid already was just to have us there. Notes started to appear. First we slipped off our tops and the crowd went wild. More money started to be put in the bowl. First Sue took off her skirt then me. We started to walk around the room topping up drinks and squeezing a crotch or two. Ralf was actually the groom and. I gathered them up and put them into my pocket, 'Put your cock back in', I ordered him, 'I going to call her to be ready', and I pulled my phone out and quick-dialled my home.'Hello darling, mummy here', I said, as he stiffened in his seat, I could feel his excitement, his dream was within reach, thanks to my perversion, 'we are coming home, get yourself ready', and I hung up.'Let's give her five minutes, then we go', I said, and picked up my drink and took a sip, he did likewise.'Where do you.