I noticed at times he was pumping his cock furiously over Alesha, then slowing down to stop himself cumming too early. I was wanking in a more control...ed fashion, generally pumping at a slow to medium pace as I knew from our previous meet over Kate Garraway I might spurt sooner then intended. I remember whilst alternating between wanking on the sofa to wanking out knees, seeing the damp spots of pre cum we were leaking on the leather sofa. The living room had the musky smell of man muck as we. Another finger made a long slow journey right up the middle. It was getting so close, pressing so hard. Finally it touched her lit and slowly drew across it. She wrapped her arms around him as her knees buckled. She wanted him to throw her down on the ground. She wanted to be fucked. She didn?t care if anyone saw. She wanted to be fucked hard. Her fingers trembled. She fumbled with his pants, she couldn?t get them undone, but her hands felt his cock pressing through his jeans. She was being. The best part was her ass, even through her jeans you could see how nice it was. She had a loose shirt on that cut off a little above her waist so when she stood up you could see the bottom of her stomach. She had one of those great looking stomachs where you could see her sexy hip bones and the lines coming down from her abs.She was going through some phase where she was rebelling or something because her hair was short and black and she wore darker clothes and had a cloth handbag with pins. He fucked me again, brought a plate of food and left for work. When he got home, he fucked me again. When he brought me a plate of food, he fucked my ass. He fucked me again just before he went to bed. It's been like that every day since then." How long have you been chained, Kelly?" Ellen asked."I don't know," cried Kelly. "What's the date?" Ellen told her. She was silent as she calculated. "About four months," she finally said.Ellen was crying, too. The deputy fetched bolt cutters from his.