Her smile was simultaneously condescending in that motherly way she had, and devilishly wicked at the same time. She got the g-string off and stood be...ore me, wearing nothing but her skyscraper heels.Nataliya's hand went between her legs, where she was shaven completely bare. I could see the skin glistening in the mood lighting. She stirred two fingers inside herself and then brought them to my lips. "Taste how wet I am for you..."I could smell her arousal long before the fingers got to my. " I held my wrist out. "Want to slip on the cuffs?"Flatfoot. I forgot to call him a flatfoot."I'll teach you some manners," he growled advancing on me and raising his arm to backhand me. I'd given Peter King three shots. This dude was only getting one."Excuse me," the newcomer said diffidently."Beat it, pops. This is police business. It doesn't concern you." Excuse me?" he said again, this time in shock."Get lost!"The newcomer stepped forward. He was dressed in a much nicer suit than the fire. Matteo got them ready to send. Since my arms were confined to my legs, I couldn’t send my own message so I told Matteo what to say when he sent the photos to Pietro.“Tell Pietro that I’m satisfying Marco’s fantasy. Marco wants to spank me until my culo is red and burning and then fuck me while my ass is hot so he can feel it rubbing up against him. Say that all of you are sharing in each other’s fantasies and I don’t expect Marco to be the only one to fuck me while I’m bound and helpless like. “Yes. Several times. And yes, I was thinking of you when I did.” came his reply.Again a surge of adrenaline rushed through me at these words and pulling my panties to one side, in order to gain better access, I wanked my excited cunt even harder, smiling and licking the corner of my lips with my tongue, which elicited another “Fucking Hell” from Ian.Suddenly the phone rang, stopping us both in our tracks.“Don’t answer it!” I pleaded.But on looking at the number on the display, Ian mouthed.