Each time I sunk deep into her, she let a deep sigh and gripped me tighter. We were soon locked into a deep embrace, Roz frantically kissing and using...her tong against mine as I repeatedly fucked her with deeper strokes. I was getting holes at both ends of her. As the temperature rose between us Roz pushed against me every time, I sunk into her. With her hand holding my head she cried in a little desperation “darling I cannot cum” shhh I whispered and I slipped my left leg over hers hooking it. She did not move."You stand. We tie." Drop dead."They handled her with expert ease. The weight of knees on her spine pinned her face down on the floor. They tied her wrists with care. Then roped her elbows so that her forearms were welded as one. They went away, laughing. The sound of the door and its locks was, for Corey Gibson, a knell of doom. Weeping, she stayed where they left her, hurt and shamed and without hope. Her breasts thrust against the stone floor without love. She guessed her. Then she got on the top, adjusted her hair and started kissing me again. I held her by her waist and then started kissing her neck. Then I made her lie on the couch and got on the top. I gave her a kiss on the neck and kissed continuously from her shoulders to her cleavage. She did the same to me and then I took off her shirt. She had a great figure and even greater breasts. She had maintained her body really well. I held her from her really thin waist and started kissing her body from the top.. We hung out on the bed for a couple minutes and lit up a smoke. Not a word was spoken, except by her, asking me if she was good. Of course I said yes, you were great. She got dressed and said she had to go because her friend, the one I banged a couple years back while in HS, was her ride. Off she went. So I got dressed.As the buddies started to emerge from their own escapades, we all sat on the couch and the Q&A session started. So after a couple of stories the focus shifted to me. Of course I.