He went to the kitchen, made coffee and raided the fridge finding leftovers from the night before, no one was hungry after the accident. His mom came ...nto the kitchen, probably heard him rattling around b, Pete thought. "You're up early! What're you doing?" Sara asked. Pete could see she hadn't slept and had been crying "Got work to do" Pete answered pouring 2 cups and offering one to his Mom "Keep an eye on the time, you don't want to miss the bus." Sara had, years ago, figured out that. The apartment was upscale and classy, and Chris pointed him to the couch and coffee table while she went to get something for them to drink. Jack sat down and started to look at the densely-filled papers, distracted momentarily by the sight of Chris’s long legs as she headed for the kitchen. She returned with two glasses, and they toasted to education, then to writing, then to creative energy. Chris sat next to him on the couch, her leg pressed against his, and helped him wade through the. “Untie me, please,” she begs. “I want you to fuck me from behind.” Mark thrusts into her a few more times, bringing her close to orgasm. Just as she’s about to climax, he pulls out, sets her on her feet and spins her around. His cock slides between her ass cheeks as he pulls at the bindings on the wrist restraints. Once her hands are free, he pushes her fully against the wall, lifting her right leg off the ground and drives into her cunt once more. The orgasm that was building breaks over her. Feeling roguish, and what the hell my anonymity was protected by a mouthful of muff, I unzipped my fly and freed my cock. I mischievously waggled both my eyebrows and my erection at her as I let my tongue comb over the top of Becky's mound, letting her know my cock was on offer. Her cheeks pinkened as she bit her lower lip. She held my gaze for a moment, and then looked down and away. Then it struck me. I had seen her before outside the freshman dorms at the beginning of the semester. "Run.