Okay?" He looked down at me and I could see a look of pure wanton lust in his piercing blue eyes. Barely able to move my head, I simply hummed in agre...ment against his rock-hard manhood.He backed off just a fraction and I breathed deeply through my nose. I then let it out slowly and tried to concentrate on relaxing my throat. He leaned forward and I felt the wide flared head start to press against the virginal opening of my throat. I tried to relax and felt his cock start to move. " Take it cool, man, just be cool. Emma says she resisted him so far and there are other much hotter romances going on in that gang." Not easy to be cool if I'll lose my wife to such a zero. What in the hell can she see in a creep like Ronny?" Ronny is probably a kind of psychopath and such people can be very charming and convincing to reach their goal. Don't blame Emma too much." Emma has gone behind my back and, now without any evidence I can't stop her from going on that tour tomorrow and I. I don't think it's fake. He's targeting Alison Hartnet. You're our Patriot Sniper guy, but if you don't want the by-line..." She left it hanging.He was coming awake slowly. Horowitz looked across the bed at the brunette who had propped her head on her hand, and was giving him 'the look.'"No, no. I'll take it. Let me get to the other room." Goddam fucking Washington Post," mumbled Mrs. Sarah Horowitz, who pulled a pillow over her head and tried to get back to sleep. Becca, their six year old. "Right bitch, that is enough air for now, back in a minute" he then slaps my ass very hard with his big hand and gets off the bed. I moan through the gag as he slaps me"ohhh, you like that do you, well when I come back you are going to get ten hard ones, on each cheek"After what seems like ages but was probably only a couple of minutes of being left on the bed, my wrists tied under me to the leg spreader with my ass stuck up in the air exposed, Jon returned to the room. Taking a log drink of.