He was hurting. He was backed into a corner. He looked up into it’s cold dead looking eyes in resignation. It wouldn’t be long now, he knew that, ...s he watched it raise it’s fist one last time to smack him down and make sure he never escaped again.The fist started to fall, and he flinched away, knowing it would hurt one last time. But the blow never fell. After a second he looked up to see a young knight in armor with a number 47 on the back holding the fist away.“Hey buddy, mind if I sit. I was worried that he might try and see if I'd be eager to partake in it now. I mean he was talking about Steve. He's a nice guy but not one I find attractive. That would be so awkward too. Sleeping with my friend. Ew! "That's not the only part Ash."I looked back at him in a flash and waited for his reply. "I want to watch of course but I don't want to be there when it happens. I want it videotaped so I can watch it myself. You know...Alone."My head was spinning. It was way more than I. He pushes me back to the bed and climbs on me. His hand dives into my panties and goes straight to my clit.I begin a hickey on his chest. His fingers slip inside me which makes me bite down into his skin. My nails dig in too as he slowly fucks me."Babe that whimpering has to stop or else someone will hear you," he warns. "In fact," he gets up from the bed and my pussy throbs. He finds a roll of tape in the nightstand. He tears some off with his teeth and places it over my mouth. "I know you. It is easier when Robby is home. I think my bum is a little too wide and that my breasts are a little too large, and that has always bothered me a little, but one learns to live with those kinds of imperfections. I am also noticing that the aging lines around my eyes and mouth are becoming more noticeable with time, but what can one do except make the best of it. My hair is long and dark and I usually wear it down over my shoulders. My eyes are green and they sometimes take on a pale sea green.