Maybe he thinks he’s doing the world a favor by getting rid of the weird girls upstairs. If he’s crazy, nothing has to make sense, right? Or maybe...it’s the guy in apartment two who just got divorced. Maybe Jenn looks like his ex-wife. He could be a serial killer for all I know. Maybe I look like his wife! Maybe he thought he was getting me first. I don’t fucking know. My heart pounds again at the vision of being executed in the bathtub. ‘Get out of bed and get into the tub NOW!’ I hear it again. ..What shall we do this scene eh? I have a list of six things we're gonna do and you get to pick, in a way." He cut my wrists loose from the rest of my body and brought them around to the front, then tied them together again. My ankles were still tied together and were still tied to my throat and between my legs. He took my hand and put something in it, a small cube. " Roll the dice bitch and we'll see what you get to do next." " Please let me go, I won't tell anyone about this, please." Slap!. Soon, I announced that I had reached the summit to a crescendo and at the verge of cumming for which told me that he was also in the same status. As if we had ESP, I started releasing my cum into his mouth, in spurts, immediately followed by him. His honey-juice was thicker & stickier than mine, but very sweet. We swallowed most of it and regained original postures. I took his face in my hands, kissed him on the lips, thereby making us have a taste of cocktail of our own sperm juice.After this,. She pulled her pussy lips apart and excitedly moaned,"Michael, do me! Make me whole!"Her confident, sultry demeanour now contained a hint of desperation, andmore than a little impatience. He obliged her, and slid into her depthsin a single stroke. Her body welcomed him in easily before gripping himtightly, her eyes rolling back in her head, an ecstatic grin on herface.Michael chuckled, looked over to a panicked, red-faced Stephanie, andbegan pumping her pussy. His powerful strokes barely gave.