”Debbie then took the wine and glasses into the Master Bedroom. She had Paul naked. They then started to 69. Debbie’s clit was enormous. Paul bega... to suck it. Paul was now fisting Debbie as he sucked her clit. Debbie was very wet. She was moaning with pleasure. Debbie had all of Paul’s cock in her mouth. She then squeezed the slit on the tip of Paul’s cock open and started tonguing it vigorously. Paul was now sucking Debbie’s clit and fisting her pussy hard. With his other hand, he was using. Why does it feel good this time? I don't want it to." Two reasons, mainly," he answered. "One, you're not really trying to fight as hard as before, because you already know it's not going to do any good. Two, you're not actually as frightened now since you know everything that's going to happen to you." Nooooooo!" Lauren yelled as she realized the futility of her position, including the pleasure that was being forced on her, but it turned into a moan as the tentacle drilling into her increased. I had my fill and complimented her on everything. She smiled in appreciation and began to clear the table.Afterward, I went into the family room with my coffee. I often helped her with the dishes since she preferred to hand wash them rather than use the dishwasher. I usually dried but tonight I didn't offer and she didn't ask. I sat there in silence not even turning on the TV and again tried to come up with some course of action. I still had no clue what to do."Why aren't you watching the news?. His name was Sigmund, or Sig, and she thought of him as her “Friday night boyfriend”. Although he paid to have sex with her, she thought of it more as friends helping friends.She liked that he was entertaining, worldly, horny, lascivious, funny, harmless, owner of several local companies, and that he always had a new Lincoln. He was in his 60's which perhaps made him seem less likely to abuse or more likely to be caring, like an attentive father which she never had. Their Friday dates.