Rhea thought so, but she would never tell that to Livia directly. The success of their contract depended on her to see the glass as half-filled."I sho...ld point out that 1 point is not a lot."Robbert on his side could not hold from rubbing it in, immediately pointing out the underlying issue. Rhea sighed and continued her explanation."Indeed, just to get past level one would require you to repeat that act a few more times, but even that wouldn't work unfortunately." Note that I intent to protest. When I came back out of the bathroom, a black man calling himself Joseph was sitting in the chair. He had brought breakfast for the two of us. I sat down at the little table, naked, and we ate. While we ate, he told me what had happened. It was he who I had bumped into the night before. He brought me to this motel and kept an eye on me. He hadn’t touched me except to clean me and put me to bed. That was the good news. I now owed him for the room, owed him for whatever clothes he could or would. He wished he could have made it better for her…he stopped thinking straight, just fucking her brutally and hard, ignoring the muffled screams and pleading agonized tears. Her pussy was warm and wet, so tight…he felt like he was ripping her in two, his size hadly compatible with such a small girl. He didnt last long- she was losing consciousness, just as he rammed his dick as deep as he could and came in her tiny cunt. The joy and pleasure he felt were incomparable….nothing had ever felt so. “Your man is very good Simone, I am very aroused,” I tell her as he teases the two mirrored sex massage pressure points at either side of my genitals, in that sexy spot where the crease of the thigh meets the stomach. As an escort I learnt that by applying gentle pressure here with the palms of my hands it increases a woman’s sexual response and fires up the sensitivity of her pussy.Right now for me it is encouraging the flow of sexual energy to my genitals. Ralph holds pressure on this spot.