When it was free of the underwear it flung up to my belly button, pointing straight up at me. I was rroocckk hard, reaching nearly nine inches. "No... grab it and move your hand up and down." She obeyed almost instantly, wrapping her hand around my thick man sausage. Her fingers could barely touch around my shaft. She held the skin tightly and started jerking it up and down. I grabbed her wrist and she jumped, looking up at me but holding on to my manhood. I started moving my hand up and. ’ ‘I told you, girl, it isn’t my magic, it’s your skill. Not to mention your sexy appearance. Who could possibly say no to you?’ ‘Aw … that’s sweet … even if it is B.S. Mama’s right … you have the ‘gift.’ You just have to be around me and you pass it along.’ ‘Well … you believe what you want to, girl. I’m just happy you’re happy … and here.’ ‘Yeah. Me too. Five whole days with my lover. I won’t be able to walk when it’s over.’ ‘Well then, you won’t be able to escape, will you?’ ‘Maybe I won’t. The scents that fill the room are simple; candle wax, a breath of perfume (mine? I can't tell), the detergent that was used on the sheets beneath me. The only taste in my mouth is of the light metallic tang of the water I was given, but I can't remember how long ago that was, only that it was welcome as it ran past my lips, soothing my aching throat. And I can feel only the silk of the restraints around my wrist, like the caress of my lover, sharp only if I resist their gentle hold; the. "You'd think after her mother went to work, she'd check shit like this."He slid the door open silently, entered the home, and shut it with just a little noise. He snuck over to the kitchen and retrieved the largest butcher knife he could find. He wasn't going to kill her (well, he didn't plan to), just scare her, take control of her.He was breathing heavily. He was shocked that she hadn't seen him or heard him by now. He picked up his bag. "This is gonna be easier than I figured it would be",.