." Lou is reported to have chuckled, "an' ain't yer just the great fat mother-fookin' 'ore a Baby-lon all dress'd oop like some cheap clap doctor's cl...rk... " he chortled, when a 12 pound purse full of ball stretchers, a Bowie knife, nipple clamps and half a fifth of vodka connected with the side of his head, instantly extinguishing Lou's remaining six brain cells.Misogyny Lou McAllister, age 70, late of Glasgow, Scotland by way of at least eight different Skid Rows, had lipped off his last. Finally he reached around to put his dick in her and I was actually hoping for it at this point. As he was getting in her she was letting out quiet, really deep breaths. Saying "Oh my god Oh my god". And in like 30 seconds this dude was killing my girls pussy. after all the concern about waking me up, he was fully beating on it. Balls slapping up on her ass and all that. And she fucking starts getting super loud like I wasn't even there. They didn't slow up for a good 5 minutes I swear. I never. The water wasn't the only impossible thing. He was impossibly gentle and caring of her wounds, especially the bruise around her eye and the new welts on her back. He dabbed at them tenderly, then soaped his hands and slid them over her whole body, slippery hands over her breasts and down to her vagina, slipping his two hands up and down her thighs, one thigh at a time. He made her nipples stand by moving slippery thumbs over them several times. He spent much time on her vagina and ass.She. . It came loose. Now what? I had a live bomb counting down in my hands! There were three more like it!Over there, across the conveyor belt a metal chute. There were chutes like this across all the now abandoned sorting or work stations. I cut all the boxes off and threw them each in a different chute. I noticed the cold sweat on my forehead now stinging in my eyes. I heard some machinery starting up from the first chute and the conveyor belt started running.The Conveyor belt disappeared through.