Again.His anger quenched, he looked with some pity, but little remorse, at Angela's bruised naked body. She was spitting some blood and whimpering but...he'd, again, caught himself before he killed her, for that he was glad ... but he felt no guilt.'Dammit, if she would quit whining and antagonizing me none of this would happen', He thought. Then his thought stream shifted to the imminent arrival of the relief ship which would mean the beginning of the end of his tour on this god-forsaken outpost. For the past three months, at her suggestion, to save their small, young company some money, the two of them had shared a two bedroom apartment. She had been clear, and firm, they were only roommates. Initially, there had been some awkward moments getting used to each other’s habits and routines. It was clear from the start that Pete had been attracted to her, and he was cute, she thought, but not the macho Latino she was usually attracted to. Over the course of the three months, his gentleness. I had never played this kind of game and what she had in mind was beyond anything I could comprehend. All I could think about is that I had a hot, sexy, horny 18 year old sex-pot waiting for me to rock her world!I had to fight the urge to just run up the stairs and break down the door to get to the prize waiting for me.I got to her door in short order and as she requested, I knocked, closed my eyes and entered the room. She was there to meet me and bade me to stop. She kissed me and tied a. I whimpered, my body burning, the silk webbing binding me feeling so good.“Suck it,” I whimpered, lust fogging my mind. This wasn’t right. I shouldn’t be saying this but ... But her hand felt so amazing.“Mmm, but maybe I’m hungry for something else.” She rubbed the tip of my cock, sending pleasure shooting down to my pussy. My cunt clenched. My body whimpered, pulling on the silken strands holding me in place.She loomed closer to me, her eyes boring into mine. Then she smiled. Her skin rippled.