I was kind of disappointed. So much for the dramatic entrance. "Good morning, Phil," she said, with that leer. "Welcome back to the land of the living... Chief Thorn hit you so hard, I was beginning to think you had suffered permanent damage." Great. The police chief was in on it too.Uh oh, I thought. She's giving me details. That must mean I'm not supposed to leave here alive."You've been out since Friday night. That's okay. That gave us time to figure out what to do with you. It's Tuesday now,. I release one hand from my left nipple and reach out to his ultra hard cock. He pushes my hand away then hits my spot again. Every time I reach for his cock he stops pleasuring me. I know I have to keep working on myself. He wants to make me cum and doesn’t care about what he wants right now. He knows if I cum good I will reward him after. Now both of our hands are inside of me as he says “shhh” because my moans are getting too laud. I want it harder so I curl up my hand and with the. Yet Steph didn’t have a bold personality. She was kind of quiet and shy. She was a regular person, “just like me,” Abigail thought.After they held an easy conversation for awhile, Steph brought up the club, asking what Abigail had thought. Abigail replied, honestly, that she thought everyone was friendly and interesting, and she felt that she and Thomas fit in easily. Sensing Abigail’s reluctance to talk about the latter half of the evening, Steph asked Abigail what she thought of the “dessert”. "You are soaked. Look at the floor it's all wet. Damit. Go get changed and clean up the floor!" he yelled at me angrily.I was quick to decent the stairs as quick as I could. I barely got thru the door of my room before I had my shirt off, then my pants, my socks, underwear and bra. I dropped them into the laundry basket and quickly threw on a new pair of panties, a bra, a pair of short and a tshirt. I grabbed a towel and traced my steps back up the stairs wiping up the water. As I got to the.