She removed the bra and started to press it. I was begging her to leave me . she was not listening she continues her pressing. I started moaning and m... cock started to rise.She pulled me and put me on her bed and tied me with a rope and said, ” you slut!! you are not a man ah you slutty bitch you want my boobs ah I’m going to make your boobs and ass red. I was in dead fear. And said don’t tell this to anyone plz. She said, “then obey me slut.” I have no choice she removed my shorts and panty.. I thought I was going to be sick."It's hard when you have to break up, isn't it?" What?" I looked up to see Petra standing there, all by herself."Is he jealous?" she asked and I just shook my head. "You're better off with Dan anyway, he's really great. That other guy..." Roger." Who?" she asked, sitting down next to me."His name's Roger and he isn't my boyfriend," I said. "He's my best friend." Oh," Petra shrugged. "Here..." she was opening her purse."What?" You're crying," she pressed a tissue. She was in her living room, with a waistcoat type top and a tartan skirt. It just looked like normal day clothes. But she knew what she was doing! She would randomly get up and walk to her kitchen or pick something up, and everytime she bent over, she'd expose her tight smooth ass, and was wearing the skimpiest gstring. When sitting she would perch her legs up on her chair exposing her crotch - the gstring just covering her lips, showing off a super smooth pussy. Squeezing her tits and licking. ‘That’s dinky for him. What is it exactly that you two do – work in a fish factory or do you crew a boat?’ ‘I’ll show you, rather than tell you. Right?’ ‘Okay, Mr Man of Mystery. Oh, with Tony away I’ll be able to snatch his bed tonight.’ Talking about snatch, thought Darcy visualising Nadine’s pussy that he’d brushed his hand over the previous evening, any offers will be gratefully accepted, Nadine. ‘You’re quiet. What are you thinking,’ asked Nadine, staring at Darcy with her coffee cup.