This time, the note read:"Nor can you destroy it. I will return when it's work is done, Midnight -- Stavros."I kneeled down next to the painting and c...ied. I don't know, maybe it was the first sign of a new feminine personality, maybe it was the situation. I cried for about five minutes. Then I decided not to give him the satisfaction. I'd see what would happen, let the thing do its worst. And I'd get Stavros -- get him good -- when he came for the painting that night.In the meantime, I still. Madhu was looking at the white faces of her husband, father and sister and knew something was wrong. I said,” Madhu darling, do take a seat. We were watching a movie. Why don’t you join in.” Saying this I suddenly without any warning started the recording.Tani and Madhu started watching the scenes with wide eyes, first in disbelief and then with embarrassment. I saw that Tani had gone red looking at all the sexual activities on the screen. She even didn’t notice that I had kept my hand on her. I stuffed my dick back in my pants, and followed her just as quickly. I closed the door behind me, and locked it. Jasmine had already pulled her pantyhose and panties down again, and lifted her skirt up, as she bent over the sink. I hadn’t bothered zipping up my pants, so it was a simple matter of reaching in and pulling out my dick before lining up and sliding it inside her tight wet pussy. Since I had just come less than 15 minutes earlier, I knew it would take some time to finish, so I tried. I'm getting confident, and then...WHACK. There’s this explosion of pain on my ass. Somebody's got me. I look over my shoulder and I can see this great splodge of pink paint on my right ass cheek, and then I hear the laugh. HIS laugh. It's so... cocky, so self-congratulating.He's swaggering up towards me in his fatigues, and he's one of the guys who actually looks good in them, who doesn’t look like a prick. I mean he is a prick, but he looked more fucking hot than I wanted to admit. He's.