Even though I had managed to actually have sex earlier, my cock immediately started to stir at the possibilities going through my mind. I quickly went...to the bed leaving the bathroom light on and door open, and pulled back the covers completely. Linda was lying on her back, with her legs spread just over shoulder width apart, and her nightie up around her waist where she had left it after I fucked her. My heart was galloping like a race horse as I considered all that I could do. I was naked, my. ‘But I’m scared of this thing. Your intensity scares me. My intensity for you scares me.’ ‘Brian, I’ll make love to you if you want me to. Just show me how to not be scared of it.’ ‘Can I trust you?’ I defended myself. ‘You’re as frightened as I am.’ Saba pulled my shoulders back into my chair and kissed my cheek. She whispered in my ear, ‘I love you, Brian.’ ‘I love you Saba.’ We kissed deeply, at length. It was cool and sedate, civilized where the earlier kiss was barbaric, conversational. "Jeezzzzzzzzzz stop awwwwwweeeeeiiiiie!" The Mask twisted his wrist and pulled his hand free. Stacey screamed again her ass hole not closing fully, but now remaining slightly gaping; a black wet hole the muscles needing time to regain their strength. She looked up at her husband."Oh you bastard! You stupid bas... They've; they've..." She couldn't even begin to explain to him the servicing she'd had.The Mask was untying her wrists, his hairy torso almost as black as his colleagues, the sweat now. It was falling apart, that he knew. It in no way looked the place it had been when he began working there. He should have done more, fixed the things that were broken. He had been nervous though. He had not wanted to let his unrequited love know he was there. He kept himself hidden and only watched from afar. It was safer that way he had always told himself. What woman could love him as he was now? It was impossible. It was a sound, so soft he would have almost missed had his hearing not been.