I sit on the bed the entire first day. Terrified. Sick to my stomach. Yet I can't help but enjoy flipping through the channels. Watching. I finally fa...l asleep late at night, tossing and turning, waking up several times to stare at that screen.The next morning, I lie awake in bed. Wait, how many days have I been here? Is this the second day? It feels like I’ve done this before. Feels like I’ve woken up in this bed many times. I push the thought away and return to the task at hand. What do I. I grabbed both her knees roughly opened her legs and started to lick her legs from her heels to her pussy but I made sure not to lick her clit or hole, I wanted her gagging for it so teased her for a long time, I wanted Martin to seek her beg for me to fuck her and then see her face as I did and she cum hard. Whilst I was doing this Martin was watching silently playing with is cock, it didn't take him long to cum again I fucked her till we cum, me inside her I didn't care and then told Martin. .." I whispered, completely taken by how the stockings comlimented her petite size. She smiled, letting the edges of her lips curl into a little smile, "Okay." She came back, putting her hands on either side of my head, to prop herself up. We kissed once again, our tongues entwined in the passion.She stareted moving away from my mouth, kissing and biting on my bottom lip, then moving down to my chin, and then to my chest, until she came to my boxer shorts. She looked up into my eyes,. ” He was enjoying it ... I swallowed deeply. Maybe she was just thorough ... After all, I couldn’t actually see what was happening. Maybe she was avoiding his balls entirely and I was just being paranoid. But I knew she had to have a good view of them. What was she thinking? Was she desensitized? Was he just an asexual slab of meat to her? Or was she filled with lust, trying to resist the temptation to just reach between his legs and squeeze?I watched as she repeated the same motions on his.