I would lay low for a couple of days. It would be an agonizing wait but necessary. If Omar knew Kat called Marissa on my behalf he would be suspicious... By not acting it would hopefully seem like I lost interest or gave up. And with my ribs bruised…well it may be better to rest a bit. The next day I was up early as per usual. It was the 23rd of July, Kaysan’s third birthday. I would not be able to find Marissa today even if I had been searching. But taking today and tomorrow off meant resuming. My turn. All at once I flipped around to where his back was against the wall. Gave him the look that I was about to punish him, but this is what he wanted.I lifted his shirt up in one swift motion, then slid his pants down and without warning drove my raging hard on deep into his hole. He was more prepared than I thought. He winced but I began to slam him into the wall as I ripped in and out of his ass. He was enjoying every second, I think. All I could see was the fantastic shape of his body. Ann yelped and followed awkwardly.Ann herself was a sight. About 33 years old, 5'6" tall her lean, fit body was covered with welts, some of them bleeding. This morning, Rita had bound her and it had been hours since she'd had relief. Her elbows were touching behind her body, held together by leather straps that laced from her wrists up to the crook of her arms. This had the effect of thrusting out her large breasts. Each breast currently had a tight, narrow band wrapped around the base which. " Right," Jake said. "Right."He sat alone in his room. It was dark outside, and there was no laughter from the windows now. The lights were on, bathing the walls and floor in acerbic neon. In his bathroom you could sit on the toilet and take a shower at the same time—there wasno stall, just fixtures in the wall and a drain on the floor and a curtain to protect the toilet and sink from too much splashing. When he'd moved in here he'd wondered if you could fit two in a room like this, wondered at.