If he had had a bit more self-awareness, that would have told him that he had already conceded Esther’s main point. She was an adult making her own ...decision. However mistaken he thought that decision, it was hers to make.George had been quite taken by a girl. Partly to keep the girl available to him, partly to compensate her for the seduction/rape, he had pursued marriage to the girl. That afternoon, he had been dealing with a woman.He had wanted to protect her from her father; thinking back,. She really had been most inconsiderate, dying when she did, right in the middle of an experiment. This time he would take Ayat with him; he had always considered her as hard as nails. She was obedient and submissive in his bed, but he had no illusions about her feelings. If he died today, she would be licking the prick of his successor within the hour, given half a chance.She was duly prepared and brought into the Ruby Palace and down to the torture chambers. Once there she was stripped of her. Frank’s hand was in the middle of her back, his voice was strained when he spoke..did he lift your skirt, Sylvia bit her tongue yes. No hesitation from Frank his free hand flipped her skirt up over her hips exposing boring cream granny pants. And these he spoke as his hand roamed over her panties covered ass cheeks….yes..yes what..he took them down, her breathing was short and erratic. I was in semi shock watching the scene before me. Frank was actually pulling down my oldest friends knickers. ...yeah... ...let’s just get them off Mom, the needles are poking me everywhere. Shit...”“Everywhere...” I thought. “Wow. This is gunna be interesting.”We pulled the material out and away from his body and slowly began to work them down.“Easy Mom.”Steve kept his vigil, surveying the surrounding area and the road that led to the dunes.“I am Sweetie.”As I bent down to lower his briefs to the ground, his ass came into full view. His ass moved so close to my face as he bent over pulling the front.
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