Well you better follow me now she smiles.’ I gotta go blog, I might even tell the world about you’ she says. ‘My first day and I am living next...to a model ‘ I thinkTime to go shopping. As I go in the elevator, I open instagram and look at her account. ‘HOLY SHIT’ I think as I see her posed in the tightest of workout clothes in different positions. Just then I see a text post ‘Have a new neighbor everyone, much nicer than that creep that use to live there. He could use some furniture. "For the first time I could hear emotion, and it was cold, hard and relentless."Then I carved 'for Song Chen' on the man's chest, and left. So I do not go to China, or near where I might be taken again. And for twenty years I have not allowed a man to touch me intimately. My name is properly Song Huan. Huan means 'Happiness' so I do not use it." Jen..." It was hard to talk and I could feel my cheeks wet with tears – perhaps they were the tears Jen had not allowed herself to shed, or was unable. Barbara’s head had frozen in place as my mouth shot jolts of pleasure throughout her body. I kissed, nibbled, and licked at the little flaps of skin that bulged out from her pubes. Then I sucked and licked on her clit until I felt her body stiffen. Barbara had withdrawn my cock from her mouth enough to suck in three ragged deep breaths and then she pulled my ass down, sinking my rod so deeply into her face that her nose buried into my hairy nutsack. I moaned into her cunt, then snaked my. I was overcome with emotion as I savored this familiar scent.Her scent on my fingers triggered something in my brain. I grabbed her by the wrists and held them up as I spun her around. With one arm around her waist, I threw her face down on the carpeted stairs as the music blared. I leaned forward behind her and nudged the back of her neck with my nose, her long black hair tickling my face. I then licked the back of her ear as she started to quiver wildly in my arms. Still holding her wrists.