Until finally one was different, and now you get curious. You’re about to find out,” he said, pulling his hand from my shorts and licking the wet ...ingers. “Mmm, sweet pussy. I want more,” he said, then tossed me onto the couch. Before I could sit up he grabbed both sides of my shorts and yanked them down with my panties. My cunt was buzzing hard and swollen, and his tongue, lips, and teeth attacked it with a true vengeance. He growled into my slit, sending shivers through my hips and up into my. " I'm thinking that I might have to take some frequent trips to the Windy City and I might have to fly you to me. It will be expensive but worth every drop of cum. Anyway, that's my thinking." I like that idea a lot. You know just how to say the right things, mister. So we have tomorrow and half of the next day to make me walk like I just got off a horse, can we do it?"I rolled between her legs and began my devotion and worship of the yoni. I was hoping that I could spend some time at the. Then she realized why the cab driver had sped away. She was no where near the set of the Today show. All of a sudden someone grabbed her from behind and stuck a gloved hand over her mouth. She was then pulled into an old, derelict building. It was dark and she couldn’t see anything. The hand was removed from her mouth and replaced by a rag. Soon Natalie was lying limp in her captives arms, asleep. When Natalie woke up she found herself tied to a bed. Her arms where up over her head and her legs. Then...that question...'do you love me?.....yes you do...say you do....' and when I don't reply immediately...he stops caressing my tit...and puts his arm over his face and says..'oh fuck...'...and pulls out and walks to the shower...comes back into the room and yells 'look at the marks you left on my chest...how could you....fuck fuck fuck!!...Okayeeeee...I feel like a cheap whore...and as much as I care for him...I get up...grab my pair of scissors and nope...I do not castrate him...but I cut.