Pulling out almost completely, I slammed in with greater force. This time she looked at me, saw me smiling, and looked away. Laughing openly, I began ...o fuck her cunt faster, developing a rhythm. Her pussy was by now lubricating itself. I found this encouraging, moving harder and harder into her soft orifice. She took it passively, yet I could discern the faint traces of growing lust, signs that her body was ignoring her mind, following the primitive instinct of the human body. As for me, I'd. I was sore, and I was tired, and I wasn't ready to wrestle. I stood near the corner, expecting Janey to come charging at me, and try to clothesline me, or put her shoulder into my belly, or to try to jump into my chest. All of her sorority sisters had begun their matches that way, except for Janey, who only needed to walk up to a crying Natalie, and undo her bra.Janey didn't disappoint. It was easy to simply step aside, turn, and watch her go face first into the mud. As she got up, I backed. "Two more things, what you and Aaron did in Colorado wasnot bad, you just should have been open about it. And while this is thelast time you can call me, you still have the power of prayer and yourBible. Besides you never know where I will show up again."Even though Beth could not see Thomas, she knew that he had vanished fromher presence._____In the days after their Charleston trip Beth would often look at the packagethat Aaron had bought for her to wear. She would take it out of its box. I open the cage and apologise for not letting her out earlier. She crawls out of the cage and I get an instant erection at the sight.She's still wearing her black latex bitchsuit, shortening her legs and arms by binding them in half. The black latex covering her body except for her boobs, ass and pussy. She walks out head first on her elbows and knees and I see her beautiful face with her hair tied back, gag in her mouth and her black collar round her neck.I tell her to sit and she does.