No wonder he goes elsewhere for real sex. Sex The Russian gave out a cry and Ruth felt his cum explode deep into her bowels. At last the prick was spotlessly clean and the anal rapist allowed her to slump to the dining room floor. It ran down her mouth and neck, and then mixed with the sweat that had pooled under her body, so every time she was pushed forward by the prick ramming into her arse, she slid along the pool on the table, only to be dragged back again. “What’s the matter with you, you stupid cow?”
Ruth sniffed as she searched for a handkerchief to blow her nose. An hour later, Ruth drove up the short drive leading to Laura’s front door, and seeing it open, stepped. “Strangely that is what all you women say. “The boss would rather have is money than two screwed to death cunts. “Let’s get the timing right my friend, it will be more fun. “She needs some water to wake her up.”
“Good idea,” The Boss replied, and grabbing her by the hair, lifted her head up and pissed over Ruth’s face.
