She could seem my desire for her on my face and it made her smile as she was getting railed by his big cock. His hands all over her squeezing her ass...and chest. Flipping her around to whatever position he wanted her in. She could see I was struggling and told him to stop for a moment. She told me not to move, and untied the belt. She kept one of my hands pressed against the head board. Leaving one hand free for me to jerk myself off. Then fastened the other hand back to the headboard.She. Joyce sells exercise apparel as a home business. She always wears her wares as she shops. We always hug at least twice every time she comes in. This distance thing never entered our communication. I asked her one day if she was uncomfortable with that and her response was, “It’s bullshit, let’s just show them we don’t care." Slightly taken aback I said, “Well great. I’ll bring some wine out to the parking lot when I go to lunch in ten minutes, red or white?”“It’s only eleven AM, white is. She was so caught up in her train of thoughts she was almost startled when Richard answered her. “Look little girl all I’m going to tell you is that when I get started doing what I’m gonna do to you and your prayin to God to make it stop, just think of your bitch mother because she’ll be the blame for all your misery.” Gabriella felt fear surge through her. She started to breathe rapidly and was trying not to hyperventilate. The threat and sadistic meaning in his tone were pretty clear and. How long have they been dating."My jaw drops. "Uh, couple months. I guess." Another lie I'm going to hell over. "Would, uh, you like to dance? I'm not as good as he is but I won't step on your feet."She laughs. "Actually, I'm not much of a dancer. I wouldn't mind taking a walk on deck though."I stand and take her hand. On deck, we walk along the rail talking about Virginia and Ohio - where she's from originally - and life in general. We stop where the moonlight was streaming across the water.