"Tea or coffee?" I wondered, buying time for her. The cops had a goodlook around, judging my space, looking for threats maybe, before theyagreed on a ...brew. "Milk and sugar?" I stalled."It's a hate crime," Jocelyn said suddenly - firmly. She was standing,the blanket falling around her. She stooped and recovered it, foldedit, laid it on the back of the sofa. She had all of our attention andshe looked at each of us in turn, even the police. One cheek was redfrom the slap, her tights were torn and. Then I went down and started licking her pussy hard. In the middle I bit her and she said go slow. To which I replied that’s your punishment for not obeying me. Then finally I inserted my penis in her hole and rode her like a mad dog and finally I let myself out in her. We were both exhausted and later I untied her and tied her had to the back.I asked her to kneel down and suck my penis. She obeyed this time. But there was a catch I said I cannot stand up until she makes me cum. Since I had. Hard. "I don't want your fuckin' money, bitch!" he growled "I want to show you what happens to snobby, little cunts. Or, actually, I want to show you what happens to the cunts of snobby, little cunts.". At this, he laughed, presumably at his own wit, Ashleigh thought. Right now, her skin was crawling, her ears were ringing, her head was pounding, her lungs were still burning, she was restrained and her husband was dead in the corner of their bedroom. "How can this get any worse?" she cried. Well in my office, I had computer in my cabin. Saturdays was a holiday for us. So this one Saturday as usual was a holiday, but due to work load I had to go to the office and called her also, so we both can finish our pending work. Our office was totally empty on Saturday, nobody around except the security at the main gate.When we met in the office, I finished with the complimentary and went to work. When afternoon arrived I called her extension and asked her if she would like to have lunch.