She moved slowly through our home, prolonging her daughter’s fate. I went to my study, connected to my bed chambers to wait. Before long, light foot...steps were audible headed this way. I closed the book on body modification that I had been studying and laid it face down on the table. “Ah! Sarah, come here child.. Whore, you may leave us; find yourself occupied elsewhere until I call for you, is that understood, whore?” “Yes Master.” She muttered through tears as she backed away from my study. I. Would you stop if I asked you to anyway?” She stared at him with pleading eyes.Rather than responding, Jacob shoved his cock into her cunt as far as he could, causing her to scream out as her hymen tore. More tears fell from her eyes as she panted to catch her breath. Jacob watched her chest rising and falling as he waited for her to adjust to the feeling of being filled. Her teeth were clenched again but she seemed not to be in too much pain.When she finally calmed down, he pulled all the way. She didn't notice the light sound of high heeled footsteps drowned in the sea of the city noise approach her as her concentration was bent on trying to find the missing lighter.“Hi, need a light?”, came a sweet sounding feminine voice to her side.“Do I ever, I can't find my friggen lighter!”, Angela replied without looking at her saviour.“Here, allow me.”As Angela looked around to meet the kind Samaritan with her view, she was stunned to see the image of a diminutive looking attractive blonde. Worked out, hit the library to study, attended class, and either headed back to the hotel suite or visited the Black Horse.He'd had a crazy notion to drop the second summer semester and try to get hired on as a day laborer, working on his own building. When he mentioned the idea to Everett Wahl in passing, the private banker had laughed. Scott had to be content with frequent visits to the job site, usually at night when the workers were gone.Parking near the Black Horse was full. As problems.