I toweled myself off, then looked through my outfits. Everything was lingerie. Even my armor was made more for fucking than fighting. I looked for a p...ir of panties, realized I didn’t own any, then I donned my leather one-piece with the cutout in the crotch and bosom (my “armor” as it were), tied by blonde hair back in a ponytail, and shoved my feet into a pair of tall stripper boots. I walked in front of the mirror, and struck a fighter’s pose. The outfit was not exactly intimidating, but it. After several minutes her asshole is covered with my saliva. I start rubbing her asshole with the tip of my dick. Playing with her like Mr Jones did with me I would stick the tip just barely in then pull it out. Finally Audrey, just like me pushed her ass back on my dick impaling herself all the way down. Audrey gasped " Now fuck me hard." And I did. After already cumming twice in the previous hour I didn't have to worry about cumming too soon. I lost all track of time as I just plain out. You can’t; I’m going to enjoy youtonight.”He went to tie Kari up, but first he wired up theelectricity so that it was completely ready for her.Once again Jack picked Kari up. She was crying now,thick tears flowing down her face, onto her chest whichwas still in pain from the vicious slap appliedearlier. “Why this, Jack?” Kari asked in a tearful voice. “I’llbe better to you; I promise it will be more than yourwildest dreams.” Jack wasn’t. She was actually pretty skilled, and he could feel himself relaxing; tension that he didn’t know he had was seeping out of his muscles. He was letting her take charge for the first time in their interactions, and it was an odd feeling of surrender.“What do you want?” He asked suddenly, his voice husky. He was genuinely curious what was going on in her mind at this point.She paused her ministrations for a moment, her fingers laying still. Then she began once more.“You were angry. At me, I.