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To her left breast and began to deliberately feel her through her thin dress. Her eyes opened wider but I just held her and carried on exploring her charms. Derek took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Wait a minute you bastard..." he began. I let go of Susan and met him as he came towards me. Without warning I slapped him hard across the face and punched him deep in the solar plexus knocking all the wind out of him. He gave a deep gasp. I pushed him down on to.
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The sofa where he sat clutching his stomach. "Just you sit there and don't move till I tell you," I snarled. Susan was looking at me in horror. Derek gave a shout, struggled up from the sofa and rushed towards me again. I punched him hard in the stomach and seized him by his rather long soft hair. I slapped his.
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Face hard, back and forth. "Please stop," Susan screamed. I threw him back down. "Now stay there like I told you," I snarled again. I turned back to Susan and pulled her towards me. My lips met hers again and her mouth reluctantly opened under my demanding caress and I could feel her beginning to pant with fear. I was in no hurry.
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Now. Susan stood rigid with shock as I gave her another deep kiss while I felt her buttocks and, watching Derek real rape at me with hatred and fear in his eyes, I winked at him and began to thoroughly fondle his wife's cute breasts through the thin material of her dress. I took my mouth from hers but kept my.
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O a big leather chair and sat down comfortably. I looked at Derek. "Get me a beer," I ordered. He looked bewildered and did not move while Susan stood where I had left her. "Susan, you stay just as you are," I said, and looked across at Derek. "Don't make me have to tell you again," I said with some menace. That was enough. He got up and went to the fridge where he poured my drink and brought it to me. I let him put it down on.
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A small table by me and sat looking up at him thoughtfully. "Derek," I said quietly, "I've been in your house for less than ten minutes. In that time I have kissed your wife, felt her bottom and fondled her breasts while you just sat and watched. You're not much of a man are you to let me do that, are you?" He looked down at me miserably and then across at Susan. "Well?" I asked, "I'm waiting." "No, not much," he said quietly. "And you're not good enough for Susan are you," I asked. "No," he muttered. "Fine," I said briskly, "since you're not much of a man you shouldn't be wearing men's clothes. Go upstairs, get undressed, put one of Susan's nightdresses on and come back down here." He looked at me with shock in his eyes and Susan just gaped at us with her mouth open. "Get on with it D.
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