Gone was the lanky farm boy who always seemed to be at odds with himself, replaced by a seasoned adventurer. His whole demeanor had changed. There sti...l was the simmering anger she had witnessed several times before but it was somehow tempered, focused. And his blood- and mud-spattered clothing, along with the ragged, almost haunted look on his face – complete with a hint of beard – made him look like someone had freshly dragged him off a battlefield. All the while Chassari and I had fucked. “Are you man enough to seek you revenge”, she challenged. Now it was my turn. “Bitch I’ll tear you pussy, What the fuck do you think of your cunt”, I shouted.I flung her softly toward the wooden dressing table. I pushed her flat on the table, with her cute arse facing me. This violent move left her motion less as she understood that this oldie means business. I moved her gown up and in a fit of rage tore her panty off.Her cunt lay exposed to my manly intentions. Now it was my turn. “Now I’ll. In my mind and heart, I did not want to harm for sure and still I was loving her.After our pre-sex I asked her to turn around and lay down, got the rope from the garage and I tied her hands with legs of the bed and widen her legs and tied with rope to bed legs too and started porn movie on the laptop which I brought it.So her back was facing me. Her cute apple shaped ass facing me. Well, straight after that I picked my mobile phone and gave a call to my friend to come and pick me up from this. She began to grope her bosom, while kneading her crotch, before shefelt a slight twinge from down below."Oh how silly of me, got to let you loose eh?" she muttered as shedisrobed the dress, leaving in just her panty thong, hose, corset andbra. She then slid the hose down her supple legs, then unclasped herbra, letting loose her bra. Next she took off the panty thong,revealing a gray gaffe. "Poor Art, it wasn't my time of the month....it never is!" she exclaimed as she pulled down that, a 8 inch.