Abella grabbed the rodent by the scruff of the neck, but it had gone limp, already dead.“Gross. Looks like you got him.” Beth said.“One of many....�� Mike stood on shaky legs. “I’m honestly at a loss here. They actually laid a trap for us.”“Who did?” Beth put out an arm, helping Mike to the wall.“The rat king.” MIke sneezed, a cloud of dust leaving the top of his head and revealing the brown hair beneath. “Little bastard informed us that this home belonged to him, and then he pulled an actual cord. Mike was pushing between her thighs as she perched on the edge of the table. His hands roamed up and down her nude torso, pressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, then probing down over her belly to explore her hair-shielded sex. "How about a quickie before I have to split?" he asked softly.Judy shuddered as he pressed her clitoris and a wave of desire burned through her. "Poor Mom," she sighed again.Mike probed one thumb into her slippery, wet vaginal opening. "She'll be all right," he. Rasputin is at first appalled by his perversions, which include an insatiable appetite for bondage, sado-masochism, water sports and Top Gear re-runs, but as she becomes more sexually confident she begins to be addicted emotionally and physically to the marathon BDSM sessions conducted in ‘The Rumpo Room’. As the sessions progress, Steel gradually reveals more of his tortured psyche, allowing Rasputin to see the vulnerable little boy within his corporate warrior carapace and understand his dark. I could feel his dick getting harder and harder as I told him all the things I had been chatting about. He teased me with the tip of his dick, rubbing it from my clit to my ass and back again. He pulled me on top of him and pushed my head down between his legs. I licked his cock, up and down the shaft, cupping his balls in my hand. He layed back and moaned, fingers wrapped in my hair, making me go faster and deeper with each thrust. He stopped just before he came and pulled me forward,.