You watch him for a while, flirting with his female patrons, every now and then he glances your way and throws you a nod and a wink before turning his... attention back to his job. You let your eyes wander over his body in lust and you pull a pen out of your bag. You pull the cap off with your teeth and scribble a message on a stray beer mat. ‘Ladies room, 5 minutes’ ‘Hey!’ you boldly shout over to the barman, taking the last swig from your drink, you realise you need the dutch courage for what. Walking her to her door when I took her home, I shyly kissed her goodnight. I had managed to stroke myself a bit as we walked to the door, so when she hugged me tightly to her full, soft body, I was sure she felt my hardon against her round belly.“Would you like to come in for a nightcap?” she asked. I knew I had made the sale.Probably not many had taken her up on that offer, but I did. Inside, she mumbled about not having anything special, but I allayed her concerns. “All I need to drink is. "If anyone is alive, please respond!" You hear called by a masculine voice, immediately realizing she brought you back to life. You go to speak but the pain finally hits you. Your chest feels like it is on fire. Looking down you see a piece of rebar is plunged right through your chest. "Help." you wheeze weakly in a voice that is not your own. The throbbing pain burns brighter and brighter with each millisecond."Ma'am are you okay? I heard you. Stay still and try to stay calm alright? Help. “AHHH!!!! AHHH!!! OH GOD NOOOO!!!! AHHHH!!!!” She screamed again and again as he held a handful of her hair in his right hand and thrust while pulling her back against him. With every thrust he screamed a new profanity at her, “You fucking stupid cunt, you fucking love it don’t you?!” “Fucking whore” “Fucking bitch!” “Your asshole feels so good cunt!”. Again, Candy Jacobs had never experienced such pain in her life. She could do nothing but cry and scream as the man forced himself deeper into.