She relaxed a little bit allowing Phillip access to her pussy. He stroked her a couple of times feeling her moisture on his fingers. Her pussy lips...were still so swollen as they swallowed two of his fingers. He told her that he would be back shortly and that she shouldn’t go anywhere. Not that she intended on going anywhere, Phillip picked up her clothes on the couch as he headed out and took them with him. Phillip walked strait up to our room and without knocking, he slid his security key. As we played pool, I told the guys my story. It was pretty good to have a little mystery to work on for a change. The fellows had a few good ideas. Don was a dispatcher for the state police."Give me the plate number and I'll see who the car belongs to, Mitch," he offered. "Any guy pussy-whipped enough to turn down a young, hot blonde needs all the help he can get."That set the tone for the rest of the evening. I was the butt of all sorts of jokes about my fear of Susan and what she would do to. He slid two fingers into her wet canal and found the g-spot within while he sucked wildly on her now swollen clit, pushing the crown aside with his other hand. She peaked again, this time filling his mouth with the sweetness of her fluid. He groaned as he drank of her fully and drove his tongue into the canal to try to reach that tender g-spot with the tip. He parted her labia forcefully with his fingers and thrust his tongue further in until he found the spot he sought and began to. “No” I replied. “No what” he said moving across the room towards me. “No Sir” I quickly corrected. He grabbed me by the throat and I could feel his hardness pressing against my buttocks. “You do exactly as I tell you” he said “and I said face the wall, is that clear”? “Yes Sir” I said “I’m sorry Sir”. “You will be” he smiled.He returned to the box on the bed and I heard the lid being removed. Then came the sound of something metallic being lifted out of the box. I knew what was coming and.