Well I hoped to save my husband of course. I justdidn't know how to go about actioning that, and what getting up closeto Mr Black with my angry demean...r would accomplish.Mr Black raised an open palm towards me, which halted my approach. Idon't think it was so much that he used his powers against me, butmerely the threat of it cooled my jets somewhat."Calm down Alexandra," he said with condescension.I didn't. I remained ropeable and distressed. But I still stood ashort distance from him,. The people in my father’s bloodline have certain characteristics. We’re tall, good-looking, smart, and completely without remorse. That’s who and what we are. My grandfather Boris was like that, according to my grandmother Clara. Ruthlessness runs in my genes. So why do I fight the Sociopaths if I’m one of them? That’s a very good question. I mean, I know how it all sounds. A guy from a long line of bad guys claims to fight the bad guys. It sounds fishy. Why is he doing this? What’s in it for. The gag might have been in tight but I didn’t need to beg him to cum, without warning I felt his cock swell as he slowed down his strokes. His cock was pulled back, the tip at the entrance of my cock, all the way out. Then in one powerful stroke it slide down my anal passage right up to the hilt. Then it came, a flood of boiling cum filled me inside, it felt like the power of the orgasm shot through to fill my stomach. My god I wanted to join him, but instead I lay there like some dirty toy. Soon, she answered her question for me by kissing me and shoving her tongue down my throat.I turned around and locked the door. Then I set her down onto bed. I caressed her neck as we kissed passionately. I pulled off her bathrobe and revealed her two huge breasts. I used my left hand to undo the clamp on her bra while using my right to caress her soft tits. She moaned softly as I kissed her soft breasts. I moved lower and lower with my kisses. Her pussy was already moist and dripping. I.