But he’s not listening to me. Blowjob sex He turned and looked at the TV he said something in what must be his own language, I didn’t understand it. He pulls it out. Tears were running down my cheeks, I kept begging him
“Can I go home now, please let me go home now”
He got on the bed pushing his knee between my legs forcing my legs apart so that he could kneel between them, he bent over me. Hassan’s shop. He stood up then and told me;
“So Susan I will see you on Wednesday to collect all the groceries, you will just have to go with me into this room for about half an hour and if you’re a good girl then I won’t have to go to the police on Thursday morning, because if I do, then they will be coming round to your house on Friday and you know what will happen, do you understand”?
