Zeenat handed him the washed undergarments. She was feeling wetness on her smooth buttocks and thighs, as the petticoat that she was wearing was ...half wet especially in the buttock area and that was making Zeenat more uncomfortable. Sanjeev: Okay Madam, take rest. He left and Zeenat felt so relieved and quickly closed the room door and got rid of the wet petticoat. This time she did not open her sari and just lifted it to her waist and untied the petticoat knot. It was sticking to her . . Fill me..."He laughs in amusement at my outburst while removing his tunic, then he produces an anal hook with three stacked balls on the end from his bag. A smile spreads across his handsome face as he applies lube to it, and butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach. I can almost forget that Will is even here.I cry out in surprise at the coldness of the steel being shoved in without a warm-up, and it cleaves deeper within my arse as he tugs the end. It stings being stretched around. The look in his eyes however was much worse. It makes me shudder just thinking about it. It’s as if they turned completely black with unexpressed rage. I was momentarily shaken, but just as quickly as I saw it, the look vanished. I don’t think that I will ever forget though. It was such a violent regard. It made my blood run cold. Murphy isn’t as expressive as I thought he would be. I’ve started to reconsider our relationship…not that I’m ready to call it quits. I just want to be able to. He'd be too busy keeping her investment alive and out of the red, moneywise, to hunt her down, again.But she knew she was going to miss that bar and all that wonderful, brutal fucking she got every week. For the past few years, ever since she was inspired to create a real, live Fuck Club, that was the only way she could satisfy her desires and her desperate need to be brutalized. But now that she had Jake, she didn't need the mass fucking anymore. The only thing she might miss about the club.