I’m not prepared and half of it falls into the water. His expression is unrepentant.“Let’s go.”He leads the way back into my bedroom. Or my ce...l, as I think of it. My captor may have procured a comfortable bed with luxurious sheets and a bookcase filled with any novel I’d care to read, but I don’t fool myself. I make the best of what I’ve got, but I refuse to be lulled into complacency.Sometimes I still give him a fight. I kick him in the shin, or stab him with a pen. An elbow to the gut is. Your ... performance was memorable. The way you flirted with thatother guy, and even kissed him." Yes. you changed my life, Mark." Well, it was just a show, nothing to get that upset over." You might not think so if you were in my shoes. My girlfriend recordedthat whole show. She thought it was hilarious. Maybe she wouldn't think sonow, mind you."Something about the way he said that made Mark shiver, but he tried tocover it up, and said, "well whatever happened is between you two. I needto. I tried to keep from coming, since I could feel my balls tighten.I suddenly whispered against the wall that I was close to cum; so she began taking my hard cock even deeper in her hot wet mouth.I could not hold it anymore and I pushed my cock deep through the hole and I felt the back of his throat, shooting my hot cum down.She continued sucking my cock and milking every drop. My knees began to buckle, as she finally pulled her mouth back and kissed gently the tip of my softening spent cock. It. And Sonja looked up at the stranger, looked at his masked face - and at the stiff cock protruding from his pants. She gasped. The burglar grabbed the shaft with both hands and slowly began jerking off, as he looked her in the eyes."Yeah," he whispered, "I'm gonna fuck you now. How do you like that?" Oh yes please," Sonja moaned, softly stroking her pussy, "fuck me."Now Matt could hardly conceal his erection beneath his bathrobe. The hand of the burglar holding the gun was shaking visibly as he.