?We certainly can’t have u sleeping in those dirty close can we?? Stephanie heard the sound of a knife opening. She began to breath very heavy and t...ied to move away as she felt the knife move towards her. ?Be still Stephanie, if u struggle, you might end up getting hurt while in cutting these clothes off.? When the knife entered her clothing she stood very still, trying not to disobey him, hoping he wouldn’t stab her. She heard the tearing of her cloths being cut off and became extremely. One late night just finishing work, we decided to go to the local restaurant for dinner. As the night progress we had a few wines together and started to talk about our love life. Paulette was a little bit shy exposing her stories to me as I am much younger than she is. As Paulette often jokes about her love life being non-existence since she had married her husband of over 35 years, I decided to dig deeper and get a little cheeky with my questions. According to Paulette, Ryan isn’t the most. I keep thinking “this must be it” but it keeps escalating. And then I feel it; the puddle secreted in her panties. Absorbed across her labia the fabrics have become saturated to the point where my fingertips are submerged in dewy drops, simultaneously defining her shape with clarity but also lubricating all movements across her. I tease at her slit but these lips are shy to part, forbidden by the strict material of her underwear. I can almost feel her quiver. There is no doubt now that we have. Each time I tried to resist or move I was spanked hard. And then he spoke in a deep guttural whisper. ' Don't you fucking move or I will call in my two friends in the garden. They're just outside the window. One shout for me and your cunt is going to be theirs. And don't you fucking think for a second that I won't do it.” I nodded then lay still. Lying flat on top of me his thrusts became quicker as he bit into my neck, then my back causing a sharp pain and then tugged my hair with his.