On this day, I as usual with my mother-in-law Lydia Ivanovna went shopping and as her father always busy with household chores cleaning in the yard and garden, my husband at work and son at school and all falls on me and her in production for a week. After driving around the shops and market, she got into the car, thought about it and
looked at the clock and asked me to bring her and wait for her at the building of our district court, where we immediately went.
She went
into the building and I waited. After half an hour, I decided to go find out where she was. When I entered, I saw the courtroom, where there was an open hearing. People sitting nearby said that they were trying some kind of maniac or rapist who had long terrorized women in our area. I looked into the hall and saw a young guy behind the bars, tall, thin, with glasses, holding his hands behind his back, answering questions asked to him. In the hall, my mother-in-law was leading me away, and when she saw me, she showed me her hand, as I realized that I would have to wait a little longer.
I went back to the car, and ten minutes later she came in. On the way, I asked her Who this guy was, an acquaintance, and what was the reason she went there. She paused for a couple of minutes, smiling, and replied that this was a complete stranger to her, although she had met him once. So I came to look at him, because she didn't see him when we met. I met him a couple of months ago on my way home. The meeting itself was not a pleasant one. After learning about his detention, I decided to look at him, look into his eyes, after all, there is something that connected us with him. I asked again, because I didn't
quite understand what she was saying. And why look at it at all? How he did it to me, and I don't even know how old he is or what he looks like. When I read in the newspaper that a young man of 27 years was detained, I was very surprised. How could he covet the one that suits him as a grandmother?
As I understand, you or rather he is with you-I said, not finding the right words. But she supported me by starting to talk. Yes, exactly. I go home at night, not at home twenty meters heard footsteps behind. When they reached me, someone - the one with the glasses-stuck something in my back and ordered me to stop. I stopped in fear of missing the bag I was carrying. He pinned me against the fence and ordered me to lift up my dress and take off my underpants. Something stabbed me in the back, like a knife, so hard that I thought if I didn't do it, we'd stab me with it. I pulled up
my dress and pulled my underpants down to my knees. After that, he pressed me on the neck, bending in front of leaning on the neighbors ' fence. The neighbors lights were on, I saw them walking around the house, I couldn't Call them, the knife in my back and fear bound me. I came to my senses a little when I felt him poking at me. Yes Yes exactly there pushing everything to the point of pain.
I thought it was a bottle, but when I felt that it wasn't so hard, I even thought it was a hand. It was so painful and scary that I peed, everything just flowed from me to my lowered underpants. He did not pay attention to this, and planted until the end of squeezing everything inside. Then he began to shake them so fast that I just oikala in pain and fear, then pressed against me stopped, a second later his cock twitched and inside me, as if gently stroked, then subsided, and then it was repeated twice in a row. Then he pulled it out and put on his pants and disappeared.
I put on my wet underwear and went home. In the shower, his sperm flowed out of me, after which I squeamishly washed it all. Grant lived as in a dream. Calmed down completely in a month. And here I see an article, the rapist is caught. I decided to take a look. They rode on in silence. As she stared out the side window, I wondered how a young boy with a wife and family could possibly want to marry a 70-year-old woman when he knew they'd catch him and put him in jail. It is impossible to say that he did not make out in the dark, because our village is small and he knew well who was in front, as he had seen it before this case more than once.
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