I turned back to him and watched him and as I did so, he started grunting and shooting and I watched, mesmerized by his actions and strangely frighten...d it was I who made him do it and when he was finished, he waved to me, smiling as if it was alright and thanking me for watching him.I watched as he turned away and went back inside his door as Jilly came crawling back up the mound and steadied herself alongside me, 'He's gone then', she said breathlessly, and instead of telling her what I just. " I stammer, feeling him grab my first wrist and pull it beindmy back. "M.. my girlfriend lives here." Sure she does darling," he says as he takes my second wrist and I feelthem being cuffed behind my back. "We have reason to suspect this houseis being used as a brothel, and you look like a hooker in that get up."I flush, suddenly it all sounds very plausible, although this is metrying not to look like a slut. "I'm not a hooker," I protest feebly,even though I'm not entirely sure that's. When you are finished with me, you step away and you kick the pile of your jeans and boxers away on the floor."Baby, can I have something to drink?" are the first words spoken, the first words I say.You look at me with your known, yet unfamiliar and distant smile.You simply say "No." and turn your head away. Then, before walking away, you look back with your cruel expression and add, "I want you to have my taste in your mouth until I am ready for you again."Luckily I still have my panties on,. Terry’s eyes opened wide in shock. At that moment his hard penis erupted in thick ropes of white cum. So intense was his orgasm the cum reached his face. As the sperm landed it made a line back towards his belly button. He dick was cumming but his eyes were scared. ‘Vanessa, wha… what are. I can explain, wait!’ He called after me as I swiftly turned on my heels and walked out. Walked out of our room and our house. Tears in my eyes I stumbled to my car. Struggling for a moment to unlock the door.