Mein Zorn kannte keine Grenzen und so fickte ich sie auch. Immer wieder titulierte ich sie mit Nutte, Schlampe, Fotze und was mir noch so alles durch ...meinen wütenden Kopf rauschte. Drehte sie um, steckte ihr den Kolben von hinten in die Fotze. Ich schlug sie auf den Arsch, er verfärbte sich dunkelrot, mir war es egal. Auch dass sie mit dem Kopf immer wieder gegen die Fensterscheibe hinter der Sofalehne schlug plagte mein Gewissen nicht im Geringsten. Sie kam heftig unter meinen harten. Me-( to Neha) Hello miss, please don’t get angry. I just shot these pics. I had no bad intentions!!!Neha- Can I see them?Me- surely miss..I showed her all the pics in my camera. She was smiling while going through the pics and her friends were complementing her too.Neha- I was thinking of lodging a FIR against you for doing such thing.Me- Ok, I apologise for my mischief..you yourself can delete those pics right away..Please forgive me.Neha- No I’ll take this memory card having my pics. You can. Now, he was beginning to have second thoughts about the whole thing. He began to wonder if he might have gotten himself in too deeply, already, as he thought about the bizarre situation. They were both aroused sexually and there seemed to be no immediate answer to where they could go and fuck. ‘Let’s go to a motel,’ he suggested. ‘It would take too long to get there,’ she murmured, her eyes glazed and passion-filled. ‘All right, I know what we’ll do,’ he said. ‘There’s an equipment hut . Waking up such, wondering first, then schocked an affraid, thinking how got to be where he was, where ever it, might be, or who had put him there or for how long he had ben there already during his sleep.He, a 25 year old man, average of height, in fairly good shape and look, shortcropped dark.He lay there a while, he couldn't say for how long, as the sense of time was lost completely.Eventually he heard a door open to his room, and to figures, both male, entered his small prison, an small it.