She started shuffling in her seat and subtly trying to tug her blouse up. She tried to maintain eye contact but barely was able to. "I'm sorry Mr. Bla...ck... I picked up my dry cleaning I'm sure I have a better shirt to change into!" she said in practically a whisper. She stood to rush out and Jeremy held up his hand to stop her Jeremy was happy to see the reaction before him. She fell for it every time. "Bring em to the brink of self-esteem destruction, let them feel bad for a few minutes,. French knickers and a half-cup bra. She’s trying to adjust her small boobs in the cups to give herself some cleavage. Talking to the camera via the mirror.“He didn’t ask me to do this ... I saw the look in his eye and I knew I had to do it whether I wanted to or not.”And did you want to?She pauses, then turns to look into camera. “As I said, I’m much dirtier that the English girls ... So what do you think?” She laughs to herself.Cut to Jason, that arrogant prick of a husband, still on the. Rachel figured if the police had picked her up she would not be in a place like this. Taking a peek under the covers, Rachel was surprised. She expected to be all bandaged up like a mummy. But she was naked and there was no sign of her wounds. Tossing the covers off, she took a better look at herself. There were a few white marks, small scars, where she had been shot. Just below her breast was the line left by the crossbow bold, it had been a grazing shot not a solid hit. On her legs were many. Only half way in she asked me to stop & pull out but as my fingers moved faster teasing her clit she stopped protesting, I worked her cunt back to near bursting point being careful not to tip her over the edge, Debbie was now bucking her hips & grinding her cunt against my hand , all this movement helped me drive my cock deeper inside her inviting arsehole , Even with all the lubrication it was still extremely difficult to push in & out but my small thrusts & her wriggling writhing motions was.