So the question remained. Should she just leave this strange room? It would be easy to just start searching for an exit door and that’s what she wan...ed, just to flee and escape. But what about poor Amber? The woman was in chains, and Jessica knew how Ricardo loved playing with bound women. She rubbed her wrists thoughtfully and remembered her handcuffs and his hands on her body. Oh yes, she remembered very well.Ricardo loved more than anything to give enemas to bound women. Since her escape she. I then suck on her neck and place her hand on my cock in my jeans. I suck on her neck and kiss her a little and tell her to pull out my dick. She pulls it out and plays with it for a minute and saysAmber: I want your cockRight when she said it her country accent came out and for some reason I just started laughing. It was something in the way she said it. To this day I don't know what. Anyways I lean on the desk and push her down by her shoulders and she starts sucking on me (pic 5 yeah I. I went on with my mouth for almost ten minutes when I felt he was ready to burst I pulled out. Vicky tried to push my head there again. Sir allow some consideration for my pussy too, she is hungry for your hot rodI said and sat astride him parting my thighs I could feel my stomach muscles tightening as Vicky’s pole entered my pussy from down. I pushed both his hands on my breasts and started to move with knees giving thrusts and helping him penetrate my deeper oooooooh I was crying with pain. “I’m not exactly a lesbian,” she said. We looked at each other for a long, meaningful moment. Then I hugged her silently goodnight, went home, and passed out.We never spoke of it, but things between us changed after that. I began to pay closer attention to her body, imagine the curves that lurked inside those baggy sweaters. We looked at each other differently - first with inquisitiveness and meaning, and later with the quiet resentment that arises from something unfulfilled. We got snappier.