Layla instantly realized that making love on a bed in the conventional fashion with Gilbert would simply not be an option, but after what she had just...experienced, fucking in the shower would be an absolute pleasure.Gilbert couldn’t believe that he had waited so long for someone like her. At last, his shame had ended. On an impulse, he pulled his dick out of her and slapped it on her back. Finally, in control of his bladder, he now began to piss up her back as he watched the liquid cascade over. It's almost like being in prison. I thought debtor's prison was abolished," she scoffed.It's too bad she was looking down when she said that. If she'd been paying attention I'm sure she would have seen the anger in my face. Our house was no prison. Hell, I didn't even want to buy it. I thought it was too big and too expensive, but once she saw it, she just had to have it. Now I'm fighting like hell to keep it and she's calling it a fucking prison. I had a choice; I could either open my mouth. I know there is no breath here, there is pain, stretched in a place that has almost no flexibility, but there is power and arousal too. I can do this, this porn star move, this thing that will stay in Your mind forever, regardless of what happens. I will be forever the woman who swallowed Your cock. I do this a few times, each success difficult, a struggle, but none so bad as the first. Your body too is fighting itself. You want to push hard into me, but You also want to hold as still as. A few vans and other vehicles surrounded the clearing with their headlights blazing, one of them was the phony ambulance that had grabbed me at the restaurant. I saw a group of people standing around, they were all dressed in strange shiny suits and quite a few were carrying weapons."Where am I, why have you abducted me like this?" I asked."Silence demon, our leader will address you before the hunt," shouted a stern man one of the ones who had grabbed me dressed as a paramedic.A group of three.