Trey shoved Brandy into her bedroom. “Get some clothes on and hurry the fuck up.” His voice quavered, the violence seemed to have made Trey nervou.... Brandy trembled as she dressed. She pulled on panties and jeans, dug out a seldom wore bra and put it on. She threw on a loose t shirt and her old sneakers. She was certain they were going to kill her. They were going to take her somewhere and dump her body in the woods where no one would find it. Andre loomed in the doorway, he had a pistol in. She was commanding, confident, and very sure of herself. Why was she being so reserved? Taking a step forward, Dillon moved into her personal bubble. Unsure of what he was doing, but needing to see where she was at and if he would be pushed away. To his complete and utter surprise, she stayed put – only an inch to spare between their bodies as he closed the gap. He didn’t touch her, he couldn’t. He was completely spellbound.Slowly Suki looked up at him. She had an intriguing look in her eyes,. ”So there I stood, naked, bound hand and foot awaiting who knows what at the hands of these two strangers. What was I thinking when I decided to do this? I certainly hadn’t expected things to end up like this!The two women were efficient and professional in spite of the fact that I was naked and tied to the stair rail. Sandy went about cleaning the kitchen, doing dishes and laundry, while Jan vacuumed and dusted the living room. For the most part, I was ignored. There were occasional comments. " Having admitted this, she removes her hand from my cock. "Stand up quickly, and drop your trunks," she commands. Like a bullet from a gun, I'm off the chair. She grabs my trunks and yanks them to the ground. Then just a quickly she replaces her hand on my cock and resumes jerking me off. With the speed and pressure of her finger increasing, I start thrusting into her hand, humping it as though it were her pussy. Her hand flying over me as she milks me closer to orgasm. "God, sweetheart, I'm.