She moaned and I pulled her gag away, replacing it swiftly with my dick, throat-fucking her hard with no mercy. She gagged a lot and my dick was soon ...oated in a thick layer of her saliva. "You're going to be glad I made you gag so much," I muttered and got off, undoing her ankle-cuffs and positioning my wet cock at her asshole. She cried out and I noticed I forgot to put the gag back on her. Too lazy to do it again, I grabbed her panties from the ground and shoved them in her mouth,. Not really thinking he screwed up the sheet and tossed it into the wash basket; before diving into the shower. No sooner had Jan heard the shower start then she was there throwing back the top covers only to find the bottom sheet was missing. Red faced and extremely embarrassed she wrapped her dressing gown even tighter around her body and went down to start breakfast for Pete; she now feared awkward questions from Pete over breakfast and was confused when it was never mentioned.All day she. And in the morning I awoke and looked around. There, in front of me, lying beside me, facing me, was a face. I struggled to focus. Whose face? The roundness of the face swam in focus, never sharp enough for me to see whose face it was! Was it an enemy? The face was brown, very brown. Indian? I couldn’t move a muscle. I couldn’t reach for the ax. My arms wouldn’t obey. I squinted and tried to force my eyes to work. Then a hand reached out and brushed something cold and wet across my brow and,. Laying back on his bed, completely naked, he leaned over and kissed me softly and gently on the lips. His beard felt wonderfully manly and rough on my smooth, soft skin. He kissed his way down my chest and stomach, making my already hard cock jump and twitch in anticipation. His big hands caressing my thighs, he kissed around my throbbing dick. My body shook and quiver under his touch. I begged him to suck me, I begged him to make me cum. His big, expert mouth quickly milked every drop of semen.