I stared to hit her boobs with my cock. Every bang gave me a thrill that i had never experienced before. I now slowly started to remove her top frm be...ow. And put her nighty all the way uptill her head. She wasnt wearing a bra. I got my one leg across her and was almost sitting on top of her making sure i did nt put preasure on her i used to my knees to take support of d floor. I knw put my penis between her boobs and started swinging. I did this fr sm 5 min and eventually dropped all my load. She stared at me and said'Are coming in for a fuck or not'.I got out and followed her in.She took me up to her apartment,opened the door and we stepped inside.Without a pause she grabbed me roughly and led me to her bedroom.She pulled my trousers down and off before pushing me on to the bed.She took off her own trousers,tore a hole in her panties and pushed down on to my cock.She began to ride me hard and fast and i felt that she was using me just to satisfy her own needs.I guess i deserved to. He was in front. She could tell he was inches from her hooded face. She felt the breath on her breasts and pussy, before he walked away. A chair scrapped. The hood was removed. The lights blinded her. She could barely see the table. The interrogator was a mere haloed outline.Amy desperately tried to make out his features. Her attention was drawn to the table. The numbered plastic basket was there. To her astonishment, she recognized her purse on the table. She must have involuntarily gasped. I hold her under, the surface of the water bubbling rapidly as she loses more and more air. I pump my dick in and out of her a few more times, then pull her head out.She gasps and coughs. Raspy and wheezing for breath. I continue humping in and out, her body flopping and splashing around, her knees and feet no longer touching the bottom of the tub. Her body is completely floating, suspended out in front of me, held up by bound wrists and hair alone. Grace is unable to look up, just covering her.