He hung me by my wrists, flogged me and bit my nipples. I screamed, pleaded and blond, who was watching on closed circuit TV, entered and stopped the ...buse. He told the client to stop since he had violated the agreement not to 'damage the goods'.I thanked him for rescuing me but blond left and the client took my legs, tied my ankles to those poles as had my captors and raped me while I hung by my wrists. He held off having an orgasm so he could rape my anus. He thrust into me brutally without. My dick was so hard, it was tearing my trousers down! She was probably a little surprised by my audacity, But slowly put her fingers into my curly hair and kissed me back. We kissed for around 2 minutes. Then I said, "Your bedroom?"...She showed me the stairs. We undressed ourselves and kissing and caressing each other, we moved upstairs. Naked we were in front of her mirror - a big one, we could both of us together. Her breasts felt like wonderful, tight bags. As a starved person tries to push. She was voluptuous and her curves were very attractive. He pubic hair was thick and darkly matted, not trimmed at all. It looked good. He belly curve was sexy and warm looking, her thinghs were thick and I imagined how soft and warm it would be to have my face between her legs. We kissed and touched - my cock was already hard and precum was drooling from the end. She went on her knees and licked me like I was her favourite flavour of lollipop, with relish. "beautful" she said. Then she got up. When that morning bell rang, indicating breakfast was being served, Padraig just couldn’t help himself, as the crops grew, so did his envy toward the farmer. He was envious that the farmer was able to have Finola so close whenever he needed a hand with something a female was good at. She was exceptional at mending socks and tattered overalls. Padraig knew that she was responsible for some of their meals and the woman of the house had been teaching her how to cook. He often daydreamed about.