My throbbing dick nearly erupted from my pants, slapping against his, sending a pang of pleasure through my body. I was on top of him, rubbing my cock...against his as we exchanged kisses and explored each other’s bodies. I was having trouble resisting the urge to fuck his brains out just then, but I loved watching him writhe beneath me, so I continued the foreplay, shuffling down, back to the foot of the bed, kneeling on the floor. I grasped his thighs and pulled his ass to the edge of the bed.. However, before my boyfriend left last summer, we had been fucking bareback regularly. He was completely vanilla guy, but he loved to fuck and he could fuck well. Mostly, however, he would pull out before cumming and jerk off on my stomach, face, or sometimes come directly out of my asshole into my mouth. I loved watching his face and body as he came, seeing those long white jets of hot cum shoot out of his cock, and feeling them on my naked skin or shoot down my throat, we both wanted the. I mean it this time." She closed the novel she was re-reading for the fifth or sixth time, an erotic tale of a naive young woman's descent into forced sexual slavery, and returned it to its place on her master's bookshelf before sitting back down again on his couch.After locking the front door behind him, Trent simply stood there, facing her. She hated the way he looked at her, like she was merely a possession, or perhaps a pet animal that needed to be trained. She could tell he was also. .. What's this?" Picking out a small card out of the pile she gave it a wry look as she checked the front and back. -Green is the way to go- was all that was written on it along with the etching of a smirking face like some kind of Bond villain. "Figured I'd get junk mail in here, I wonder if I can sue the firm for letting this crap get in..."Suddenly she felt woozy, her eyes getting heavy as she slouched forward. Looking back at the card she noticed an odd powder on its surface, covering her.