"A loud crash drew our attention to a second floor apartment window amidst a shower of broken glass. We went inside, and I was able to slip the door w...th my knife, folding it back up into my pocket as we entered. There was noone there, but the broken window, and the billowing curtains indicated that someone had been. "Yes, I am certain someone here was calling to me for help, being held prisoner in fear of their very existance!" Eliza retorted to my unspoken wonderment. The stress of the. She was still unable to free her throat from his death grip. He slammed her a few more times for effect then he spoke. "Be still. Don't fucking move." She froze instantly. John reached down with his free hand inside the zipper on his khakis. He began touching himself. He was aroused. And so was she. He'd loosened his grip now and was holding her in place, but she was no longer choking. She began caressing the same muscular forearm that previously threatened to extinguish her life. The hair on. I give it willingly. Willingly!" I paused for a moment before looking straight at her. "I know it sounds strange, maybe even bizarre, but it's like we suddenly had a ... a..." Connection?" she completed my thought still smiling and rocking one leg on top of the other."Yes, exactly, a connection. How did you know?" Because I feel exactly the same way when I look into his eyes," she said sitting upright. "I know it is not surrender; you are right: there was no battle. He never asked for me to. Please, let me give you this and cum in my mouth.”Chris grunted, “If I have any left.” But he lay back and left Ellie to happily disport herself. So, she sucked deeply, almost gagging as the head struck the back of her throat. His cock felt huge. Big up her channel, it was even thicker here, she told herself.Then came the elation of having Chris flex his hips upwards, giving the impression of fucking her face. The joy of it, the delirium had her cunt walls leaking, but this time she would deny.