Smythe, a burly, fierce-looking middle-aged man who lived by himyself even deeper in the forest and brought firewood to young ladies’ houses in winter in exchange for certain favours. I should never have been so stupid! xxx18 I could feel it, spilling out of my pussy as he withdrew and cummed another load on my stomach. I could feel his eyes stroking my body, his gaze sending a hot draft beneath my underclothes and making my skin crawl. Yes, he knew where I lived. I started to scream and with his other hand he pressed my head against his chest until I could barely breathe. I know where your house is, little Sophie,” he sneared at me as Iay gasping in the sand, barely listening to anything but the blood pounding in my ears.
