Man," she sang.I got out of bed and left the room. I didn't want to wallow in self-pity, but...wait. Yes, I did. I wanted all the self-pity I could cl...im.I went into the bathroom. I took a hand-held mirror and I examined mygroin. I tugged this way and pulled that way, but it did not give. Itapped on the cage. I flicked the lock. I tried to move it. It felt likethere was a toaster oven on my dick.Mary-Anne walked into the bathroom and saw me handling myself. Butinstead of getting angry, she. She bucked violently in my lap as a sweet tear of joy ran down her cheek, the sight of which threatened to force me over the edge again. Grace climbed off of me slowly and turned to look out the window and whispered softly“You have to cum sometime Aaron, and don’t worry you will see me again”I almost cut her off as I grabbed her hands from her side and placed them on the thick painted glass and bent her slightly forward and entered her from behind. My attack was ferocious, relentless and. ‘Like it?’ I assumed she was referring to the flat. ‘Yes, very impressive. Modelling must pay well.’ ‘No. modelling didn’t pay for this. My grandmother did though.’ she looked at me with a question on her face. ‘Jack I am going to change, I don’t want to sit around in this dress. I assure you I am not going to change into the proverbial ‘something more comfortable’ just something more comfortable.’ She giggled. ‘If you know what I mean.’ I laughed too. ‘When I was young at this point I would be. She felt wanton and dirty, and she wanted more. She was so close.When the next finger slipped inside her, she felt the pull of it against her opening, then he flattened out his fingers as he stroked them slowly in and out of her. He began to rotate his hand right and left, stretching her opening all the way around. “Oh, fuck me,” she cried out, breathless from panting like a bitch in heat. “Suck it,” she begged him.She felt the pull of his mouth on her clit as he sucked it in and his tongue.