I realized then that my neighbor must have been watching me for awhile; getting to know my routines. I'd seen him lurking but didn't think he was a da...ger. I was wrong. It made me feel very turned on being so vulnerable. He reached down and tied up my hands. I didn't fight because I knew I would lose. He used a knife and cut my jacket off of me. The bottoms I was wearing, were like swimsuit bottoms. They showed off most of my ass and were black. I wore them with my corset. It was practically. We can still talk. I ain’t gone yet.”“I know.”“I’m going to take my pain pills and get some sleep.”“OK. I’ll talk to you next weekend,” I said.We said our goodbyes and I hung up, feeling empty inside. Kara and Jessica came into my office a few minutes later.“She’s not doing well?” Jessica asked.“She’s in pain, despite the pills, and she’s tired all the time. In a couple of weeks, she’ll go to her last race and she’ll start on more serious drugs.”“She’s at the six month point, isn’t she?”“Yeah,”. When she squeezed those cunt muscles on your cock, they milked it dry. Elizabeth – Liked to be called Liz. Tall (about 6′) and slender. Liz aspired to be a ballet dancer and had the body for it. No tits, tight little ass with almost no bounce to it but she was graceful and pretty. She was a little kinky too. She loved to fuck in strange positions. Billie – Cute little thing. Looked more like a boy than a girl, but proved she was every inch a woman. She wore jeans so tight that her pussy lips. Bracing her hands on his strong chest, his hands tenderly caressing her sides, Sarrah began to grind slowly on Steve as her body adjusted. Steve shuddered as she slid down his length. He was very glad he had eaten her and gotten her so wet as Sarrah was tight as glove. Her skin was silk as she fully, barely engulfed him. As she ground her hips back and forth on his him, Steve's hands left her sides to playfully caress her chest and rub her nipples that stood out like eraser heads, perfect.