Up she rose for perhaps two feet. Then the chain stopped ascending. There were footsteps and then the sound of another winch being turned. She felt th... slack being taken up on her ankle chain. Her legs were being drawn backwards. The chain continued to be taken up until she was hanging at a 45 degree angle, her body describing a bow shape. With her head forced somewhat downwards she found herself looking at her breasts. With her body at this angle they were swinging away from her chest,. Her hair was brown and she was dressed in tight jeans and an even tighter T-shirt, revealing her boobs to be bigger than Nadia’s.“My name is Jennifer black, but you can call me Jen. The only reason I’m here is because your friend, Alene raven, used her magic to summon me here.”“You lying bitch, no way, I’m with her all the time, she never did any summoning! and how do you know about her magic? Have you been spying on us?” Nadia demanded to know, she was furious, how dare this woman enter her. “Hot damn, you are one hot, nasty, little mama.” He stepped out of his pants, threw his jacket on a chair and sat on the bed. Chantal was still at the door, on her knees, looking like she was hungry for more. “Crawl to me.” She pulled of her jacket and tossed it in the same direction as his and crawled on her hands and knees towards him. He pulled off his tie and took off his shirt, throwing it on the floor. With his legs spread and his dick bobbing just inches from her face, Chantal was. Walking back into my hallway I could clearly hear the faint ringing of her phone through the wall. After six rings I was directed right to her voice mail. She was still there and didn't make a single effort to pick it up. Standing there for another six minutes I still hadn't heard a single sound. Worried I left my apartment through the front door walking up to Jerome's. At first I was going to knock on the door a pull my wife out of there. I quickly lost my nerve in that plan almost as soon as.