Heather screamed as she felt him move between her legs, her wrists in sheer agony from her weight on the metal cuffs. Billy found his way to her pussy... and began to press, moving his hips to get to the right spot, until he felt himself pressing against her virginal opening.Billy let go of Heather’s legs, allowing her to thrust down on his cock, driving it deep inside her. Heather screamed and begged for him to stop, but Billy had other ideas, placing his hands under her hips, and lifting her.. ”“That you what? That you finally managed to admit you needed me? That you wanted me to fuck you again? What a fucking breakthrough...what do you want? Me to applaud you for taking a year to do what should have been done months ago? No. I won’t. But I should fuck you within an inch of your life for making me wait so long. You shouldn’t have made me wait, Sharon. You’ve stretched my patience much too far.”His eyes were positively dangerous now as they took her in. She slipped out of her. It had to be super stretchy, I assumed.My suit pieces were surprisingly stretchy themselves, though not to any super degree. The bottom half had built in feet, more like built in shoes to be accurate. The upper torso piece included a hood that covered my whole face, and long sleeves, but left my hands bare. A pair of gloves finished it off. The hood could be pulled back and the gloves removed to allow me to eat and drink while wearing it, but there was no fly. If I needed to go, I would have to. If he didn’t, well, all she had to do was think it, and he would be left drowning in a sea of agonizingly intense pleasure, with no hope for release. ‘Have you gone inside?’ cooed the sweet, seductive voice on his cell phone. Billy was naked, but needed his hands free, so he used an armband and ear bud headphones to carry the phone and listen clearly. He didn’t need to respond. While she had him in her power, his thoughts were as clear as day to her. ‘Gooooood,’ she said huskily. ‘Now, do as I.