She reassured me saying there was nothing to be frightened about as she glided over to me. I stood up as she ran her long red fingernails over my shir..., easily opening the buttons. My eyes gazed at the deep cleavage before me. Her sweet perfume intoxicated me, I felt powerless to resist. When my shirt was open she undid my belt and eased my zipper down, licking her lipsticked lips as she did so. Her beautiful lips were perfectly made up in the same deep red shade of lipstick as her red nail. I was getting settled into work and everything was going good, until I checked the mail for this advertisement. There were many responses and there was one email asking whether I’m a gigolo and whether I’m in Coimbatore. I sent her an email in return with my phone number. Then she texted in whatsapp. She told me that she’s 32 and stays in an apartment in race course and she’s a divorcee and told her that she works in Taj vivanta as a manager and asked we could meet up for a cup of coffee. I. At first the slaps really stung, but loving pain as much as I do, they soon began to arouse me so much that I finally yelled out between my moans, "OH FUCK" "FUCK" then cried, "BEAT MY FUCKIN TITS YOU FUCKIN" LITTLE WHORE" as I was so now turned on I wanted her to really hurt me. The beating lasted for at least a good ten minutes or more as Trixie alternated between my tits, cunt and face, making me suck her fingers after she rammed them into my wet cunt, bruising my tits as her blows grew. He coughed once more and then died. Ranulf watched Adrian die and then looked around, ‘Where’s Winthrop?’ he asked. Loki’s eyes widened and he ran back to the barn door, he looked inside and could only see Taika still in a trance and an open trap door. ‘He’s gone to Baphomet,’ he called back, ‘Do we follow him?’ Ranulf swore and then said, ‘No, we need to be elsewhere for now,’ seeing the questioning looks from Alma, Loki and Aloysius, he continued, ‘We have some missiles to stop.’ * * *.