I sat my beer down as she turned and grabbed the belt. I rubbed up against her against the island. I took the belt from her and tied her hands behind ...her back.“Your going to suck my cock like you did Greg’s but probably better.” I reached around and squeezed both breasts hard. “If it’s not good enough, I will put belt striped on these tits of yours. You understand?” She didn’t answer.“I want to hear a Yes master.” I squeezed again.“Yes, Master.” She groaned.“Well, Get to it.”I backed up to the. The jewel-eyed killer - she didn’t care. No, she was the killer. The tomb was full of people. Three of them carried the body away, the rest followed in mournful procession. Before her went a glorious black-haired woman who looked like the spitting image of the leader. Next to her a brown-haired, lightly tanned man who with his poise and mysterious eyes looked nothing short of a God himself. A gathering, she was told ? But what was her part in that game? She, a common stranger, a killer now. As we were walking back to the hotel I saw a young, good looking couple walking towards us. I recognised them from our flight. They asked if the town centre was far and we got chatting. They were staying at the same hotel as us so we arranged to meet for a drink later. They seemed nice Jen commented as we continued our journey back to the hotel. After a few hours relaxation we decided to go for dinner before meeting up with Frank and Jane. Jen picked out a figure hugging red dress that really. .no," she whimpered as he held her tight and she was in heaven. Mark figured that he better stop and he knew that his Mum could be his in a day, maybe two at the most. The poor thing felt like she was on fire. His Mum's skin was hot to the touch and he could only imagine what the inside of her hairy pussy would feel like. "I know Mum, relax and enjoy. I won't do anything more than this." Mark whispered, kissed her ear, then her neck and he flexed once again. His Mum pushed back to him and the.