Jb aankh khuli to muze mere lund pe kisika haath ferta nazar aa rha tha dekha to didi mera lund lower k uper se sahla rahi thi mai to jannat me tha le...in chupchap natak krta raha sone ka di ne aage badhte hue lower se lund bahar nikala tbtk lund full salami de raha tha bss wo sirf sahla rhi thi achanak mera flow ho gya aur uska hath pura pani se bhar gya.Wo hath pochkar so gyi ab meri bari thi mai use chipakar let gya aur apna ek hath uske kamar me dal diya aur pet sahla raha tha wo soyi nhi. ’ ‘What’s your problem anyways?’ ‘Are you afraid?’ ‘There’s nothing to be afraid of, no one gets hurt.’ Not yet, she had thought. But she had let herself become convinced, which wasn’t surprising. Her parents had often commented that she needed to be more assertive and less of a push-over. Her parents were always full of optimistic advice and wisdom, though lately Meghan had grown tired of hearing the same, tired remarks. She started to go to them less and less with her problems in the hopes. With no change in her now-monotonous environment... and without a single moment of interaction, or word from her Captor.She is beyond desperate for answers... not to mention... food.This is the perfect time to make a few things clear.Her whole body jumps at the sudden sound of my voice, and she scrambles to cover her nakedness, to protect herself from unknown danger.I am amused that she is completely unaware of the multiple recording devices continuously trained on her. And like now, I have. I bite down slightly into her soft flesh and I hear her gasp. She bucks her hips slightly, rubbing her pussy on my leg. I feel her starting to get wet.I continue playing with her nipples as she stimulates her clit on my thigh. Then I sit up and look at her. Her cheeks are flushed, and wet with tears. I lick her cheek and feel her shudder. I grind against her pussy, letting her feel my erection, her wetness coating my cock. "You're enjoying this, aren't you Emily?" She just stares at me.