45pm and she said me to come to 2nd cross and right side 3rd building and she will be standing in front of the gate, and it was near only and when i r...eached the place she was standing in front of the gate and as soon she saw me, she gave a smile and open the gate and i looked at her, she was wearing Jeans white shirt and blue pant, in the shirt i can look over her big boobs and bra easily, while seeing her, she said stop looking now as v r standing outside the house and lock the gate and v both. She pulled on the bra that totally covered her breast and dangled loose at her back. Next was the skirt, it had an elasticated waist but still hung down and heavy on her hips. Last was the top, a blouse of ivory silk that flared out like a tent on her. She sighed in exasperation and tucked the excess folds into the skirt.She walked through the house calling as she went. "Groves! Groves where are you?" Here dear" he called mildly from the front room."What are you doing in there?" she cried. Then he pulls out and asks her if she brought the butt plug like he asked and she says yes. He slides the butt plug deep into her asshole then makes her get on her back. He spreads her legs apart and slaps her pussy hard, she doesnt expect it and screams then he slaps it again. He shoves two fingers into her pussy hole and starts to slide them in and out, he pushes another finger in then another. He starts to fuck her with his four fingers while he pulls on the chain connected to the clamps.. This is not erotic, just sad. I hope you read and can feel what i felt, what I still feel. I Hope you enjoy. ********* How could I describe it? How could I even call it ‘it’. It was magical when it seemed like the magic was gone. It was wonderful, when there was nothing more to wonder. I sat on the hard carpeted floor with my back against the couch. The TV stared at me from my right, angled around the corner. The sound blared, the picture moved, but I was no longer paying attention. Katrina was.