Erst viel später wurde mir klar, dass ich es mit einem sexuell sehr gestörten abnormen Mann getrieben hatte. Ich wurde grün und blau geschlagen, mu...ste ständig einen Plug einführen und solange tragen, bis er mich wieder benutzen wollte. Er fickte mich mit seinem riesigen Schwanz, den er ständig durch Viagra pimmte. Dildos wurden mir in die anale Fotze geschoben, und wenn ich schon röchelnd auf dem Bett lag und nicht mehr konnte, schob er mir nacheinander seine Hände, die mir damals vorkamen wie. ’ He stands and begins to head to his room. ‘Will, what’s wrong?’ ‘Nothing.’ I stand up, the blankets sliding from my shoulders. ‘Will Raskin that is a lie.’ He stops in his tracks, his hand on the handle to his room. ‘I can sense when people are lying,’ I continue. ‘Did you forget that was my talent? That the Agency picked me in the first place because I can read people?’ I walk to him and place a hand on his shoulder. ‘What’s wrong?’ I ask again. ‘Did I say something?’ ‘No.’ ‘But Will…’ To my. I wouldn't even tell Marcus what Wayne said when he questioned me. Lyndsi put this all in motion. She must have told Marcus what Wayne said and when she did Marcus came in here and ripped us all up. I take that back, he was stern with us but the only person he ripped up was Wayne. When he left with Lyndsi, Wayne was pale and looked sick. I don't think he realized what he did to himself, until then." Is this going to change your schedule?" That was one of the questions we asked. Marcus said it. His actions seemed to reenergize her. She lifted her torso and looked over her shoulder at her lover. “Do you want to fuck my ass?” She wiggled as she spoke. Charles nodded and kept running the head over her tight hole. She smiled. “I didn’t think you were the kind of man who asked?” She winked. It was all he needed to see. Charles pulled her back, and she dropped to the floor. He wrestled her up onto her knees. She feigned resistance, but it was only for show. Charles got on the floor behind.