I will fuck your pussy. You will feel my fingers squeezing your throat as I ride you, fucking you so hard you will pass out.”Back arched, driving he... pelvis into his roughly groping hand, she moaned, feeling the night air on her bared skin, the curtains fluttering, sliding over her erect nipples.“Oh yes Master, yes, take me, take me your way. Fuck me with your cock, Master, take me, take me!”Biting down on the side of her neck, sucking at the sensitive flesh, he began rubbing his pulsing cock. "Good luck, both of you," Suzanne whispered. She gave them each a confident pat on the arm, and then she and Sandra moved deeper into the darkness of the side stage, finding some chairs.Sandra took her hand and squeezed it gently. "Thanks, Suzanne, for playing." Any time. I love playing with you. I just wish I'd met you sooner." We'll play again, someday," Sandra said, searching her eyes."I hope so."They quieted as applause started. Emily and Richard were walking out onto the stage.Suzanne saw. I rolled out of bed, and picked up the gun. I aimed it at the wall, and pulled the first trigger. I then turned it a little, aimed, and pulled the second trigger. I then set the gun down, so I'd not accidentally trigger anything. I walked up to the portals, one next to the other. I saw my cock appear out of the one on my right, as mine went into the one on the left. I looked at the dilemma, and backed up. I pushed my bed against the wall, and lay on my side. I could see my crotch dead on, when. . and having a slave in the accounting office sends the message of what can happen to you if you hurt the company's profits." The big problem," added her lawyer, "is the terrorist charges. I know that you were just trying to defeat the electronic return tags so you could wear some nice dresses and return them. But when one of the dresses got ruined at a party, your friend, Jarred, gave you a program so you could access the higher level accounting files. It did that, but it also put a virus on.