So different that it scared the crap out of me. That first night we slept together I expected you to get me behind a closed door, strip me, squeeze my...breasts until they ached, stick your dick down my throat until I gagged or choked and then screw me for 30 seconds between my tits and shoot on my face. Do you know why I thought that? It's what the last 10 guys I was with did. I was so jaded I didn't even realize you were different. Emily knew. Jesus, she wanted to screw you that night. She saw. She looked around for any means of escape and found none. Clementine had moved to one side of her chair; Constance and the blade were on the other and Caroline sat directly in front of her.“What did your father do for a living?” Caroline asked again.“I’m telling the truth!” Annika pleaded. “I always thought he worked for my uncle. He would disappear for months and we were told he was at the capital. I didn’t dare question him about it. Ask the other one ... the one that killed him. She knew. She had only finished undoing three buttons when the man with the strap beside Jill grabbed the front of Jill’s blouse and ripped it open sending buttons flying across the cold concrete floor.“When I tell you to do something, I not only expect it to be done, I also expect it to be done quickly. Now bitch, you either strip off your clothes immediately or we will continue stripping your lovely daughter. Do it NOW!”Ruby picked up the pace but much to her dismay the man with Jill took out a large. It was an incredible sensation. He leaned forward and took the head in his mouth. After the coolness of his hands, his mouth felt like a hot furnace wrapped around my cock. He sucked on just the head for a short moment. Swirling his tongue around it. I had never had anyone pay attention to my cock like that in my life. I got harder than I had been in several years of straight sex. I am, by no means, what you would call well hung. In fact, average would be a more apt description. But, he took.