" She leaned to give Donna a little kiss on her cheek. "Why did that man do this to you?" she asked as she finished pulling the blouse on Donna."He di...dn't think I made enough money or I was hiding it from him. Either way he was going to make sure it didn't happen again.' Donna replied to Jack and Hillary seeing the concern on their faces.Jack patted her on the arm. "Well, it won't ever happen again as long as I know you." He stood up. "I've got some things to do, are you ladies OK now?" I think. Maybe it was something to do with the fact that she wasn’t watching her step, but whatever it was, she tripped. Her heel scraped against the stone and her ankle wobbled. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she lurched forward. She tumbled down the stairs, her face pale, her arms flailing helplessly. It all happened so suddenly that he didn’t have time to make a sound. His arms were outstretched, as if he could catch her. She was lying face down at the bottom of the stairs, breathing in short. Did you really miss me this much?"The response was a squeal and more kisses. My conscience tried to infer that I was now 'playing with the feelings' of a young girl, but I ignored it and enjoyed the feeling of closeness. After all, I had had no problems having sex with her during our imprisonment. Should I ignore her just because I had now been free for a few months, and the moralists up there would not approve? At least one part of me seemed to unconsciously remember her scent and touch, but. " "Ok." His wife comes into the picture. She was heavy set, yet had beautiful long red hair, she went full out. Kneeling before him. She reached for his pants releasing the biggest cock I have ever seen. He reach to push her away. "Richard. Stop." As I waited his wife spoke to him explaining of what was going to happen. I was going to tell her what to do to him, and he would then listen to me of what to do to her. "Maureen drag your nails down his chest leaving red marks. Grabbing his cock.