They saw a lady sitting on it, naked and seemingly waiting nervously. The camera stayed behind her so they could not tell who she was. Then they saw P...tricia enter the scene, lie on her back on the floor and place her feet on the sofa on either side of the woman."You like watching me, don't you?" Patricia asked.The woman only nodded."I like you watching me," she told her friend, as her fingers started rubbing her inner thighs.Christy, Julie, and James watched as Patricia rubbed closer and. You make me sick! Always making me feel dumb! Who’s dumb now?” I reach for the scissors and cut at her panties, aware but not caring, that the scissors are making little nicks on her skin as I cut. Blinded by rage, I spread her legs with my knees and get on top of her, poised on top of her, wanting to show her who is boss. I look up at her and see tears pouring from her face and her shaking her head no. In the corner of my eye, I see a pistol taped to the side of the nightstand and reach for. But I was still shaking when I answered the door. We had a couple beers to calm both of our nerves, and after chatting, things felt more comfortable. Then he asked if he could finally see her face. I handed him my phone and let him look at all her uncropped pics. The smile on his face was something I will always remember. He was instantly hard and rubbing his cock through his pants as he scrolled through my pictures. So I invited him up to my room so I could get some panties. He sat down in a. The magazine was considering profiling him. “Don’t breathe a word, Mrs. Dunham. It may not happen.”“My name won’t be mentioned?”“Oh my, no. Total anonymity.”Before she left on vacation, I asked Eva how she felt, what were her emotions, as she drove to meet Freddie and his friends. All three of whom were now fucking her.Eva blushed again, not a common occurrence.“Mortified. Ashamed.” Pause. “Naughty. Excited.”“And driving back home?”“I try to concentrate on the next hour. The next two hours. I.