. after I’ve left of course. He should come out of it in another forty five minutes. Have a nice day Mister Gigliona.” And with that Max rose a le...t. Nina demanded. Fred confirmed. Nina stated flatly.“But he didn’t want to Nina. He didn’t enjoy it, he was forced to do it.” Max reminded her. Fred laughed. Nina conceded, rising from the last table she was cleaning in her hotel waitress uniform twenty five feet away from Max and Gigliona. It had been the dart from her blowgun, a simple plastic. She shuddered at the prospect, but at the same time she felt pin pricks of moisture begin to lubricate her well fucked little quim. Sensed a now familiar tingling in her clitoris and deep within her vaginal walls as they spasmed in response to his deep, commanding voice. He mesmerised her. Unthinkingly, she found herself standing up and moving toward him. Drifting to him, almost as if in a haze or the dream sequence from a film. Indeed she felt as if she were watching herself move across the. The condom was still on his dick, while he ran for the window and bailed out. I saw him out the window running to the Hellcat, revved the engine and sped off.I moved my glare towards Nina, she was trying to cover herself with the blanket. The blanket used to stink a lot. Now I know why. It’s the k**’s cum. The realization made me furious. Nina started stuttering and stammering trying to explain her way out of this. I didn’t pay attention to her and ignored her, but kept glowering at her. “I’m. William is a big man, but he couldn’t fight worth a damn. This time I was able to hit him four or five times before he hit the floor again. Then my dad came in and ruined all my fun. ‘Jazz stop it. Stop it now.’ He put his arms around me to make me stop. I struggled to get loose but couldn’t break my dad’s hold on me. ‘William sit in that chair and let’s see how bad your hurt,’ Dad ordered. Believe me when Dad uses that tone of voice you had better listen. ‘Let him up Dad, I haven’t ever.