. He wrote the song”“Really should of just taken him round the back and shot him … the man killed the song much like the drunk guy at the pub or... Madonna when she tries to act. I mean why oh why was she ever allowed to act? she has less talent in her entire body than a Tapeworm has of writing iambic pentameter poetry”Helen decided that as her father was as mad as hat stand she needed time out and went to her bed room and got her Teddy bear.“Oh Teddy I need to get out” she sobbed.“Oh yes you do. Then I removed her top completely and she took my t shirt off. She hugged me tightly placing her face over my bare chest. Then I started to kiss her breast over her bra. It was a sexy bra which exposed her wonderful breasts to almost her nipples. Her moans started to grow louder. It made me more and more horny. Then I unhooked her bra. She was blushing like an innocent c***d. Her look made me so exciting. I slowly started to suck and bite her nipples slightly; she was moaning with pleasure and. She was now in her purple bra and purple lacy panty. I was in ecstasy now and wanted to fuck Rupa then and there. As soon as we reached the bedroom I threw Rupa on the bed. She was lying on her tummy. I jumped on her with my cock sliding between her ass cracks and my chest on her back.I unhooked her bra and pulled her panty down. Then I turned her and there she was my Rupa completely naked lying in front of me. Before Rupa could realize I started sucking her breasts like a toddler. I was biting. .. "To the table girl, with no sound"She pads on silent feet to the table, waiting at it's centre knowing He is behind her, watching the body that is now His property He approaches and commands her to turn, to raise her eyes to look at Him she spins silently on her heels and raises her wide eyes to Him, travelling from His booted feet, up His denim clad legs, to His black vest then finally, reaches His face to look at His strong, commanding features into His eyes and at once she is lost to the.