.she's gorgeous, statuesque, lithe, and friendly as all get out. As she matures, she's developing into a real stunner and has this hot Kendall Jenner ...ut-a-little-older type of look going on...and pulls it off VERY well, especially with the skimpy bikinis and the slowly pulling herself out of the pool, all dripping wet, with the soaked and thin fabric of these barely-there bikinis clinging to whatever it can, often blatantly outlining very erect nipples and the sexy mound of her hairy but. He forced her on her knees and elbows, and started really pounding into her already overly sore ass. With every thrust he slammed his pelvis against her buttocks, that turned red from the abuse. And Deborah could do nothing to stop it. She wanted to hit back at him with her arms, but the handcuffs prevented that. All she did was hurt herself by pulling on the cuffs. She wanted to kick him, but the short chain between her ankle cuffs prevented that. And besides, he rested his lower legs on top. " Good," he smiled as he opened the side door. "Get in the back and strip." What? People will see, and..."He cupped her chin firmly in his hand, and she couldn't turn her face. His eyes burned into hers."You have a choice to make. You can either be a good girl and do as I say, or we can turn around and go back inside so I can put you on the next flight home."Tears shimmered slightly in her eyes. That was the last thing she wanted. "I'll be a good girl," she whispered. "I'll be good." You. However they had been watched having sex by an old lady in tweeds. Denisa couldn't get this woman out of her mind as something seemed wrong about the woman. What it was she wasn't sure but it was preying on her mind. The ladies attire seemed incongruous with her actions. A woman wearing tweeds wasn't normal around here. Because of the war the average housewife wore faded clothing of very inferior quality. So to wear clothing made from the expensive Harris Tweed indicated a 'lady' from a well of.