Fruit of My Crime 2
She looks at me coldly. With some resistance on her part, I manage to push her onto the bed. I can’t hit a woman to hurt, the only times I did it was as an act of pleasure. – Take off your pantyhose. She takes it off gently as she looks at me, teasing. – I think it would be better if you told her everything, than torturing me. – excellent! Since that’s how it is, just hit me with that belt and I’ll tell you. In a bra, panties and heels, she gets on all fours, rolls, rolls. – don’t you want me to tell you right away? Hit me. Even if it took away my peace, I knew that everything had a beginning, I knew that I was the main factor in the …