But at some point, without me noticing, the other man’s hands had shifted and he was holding me tightly back against him, one hand in my hair, one h...nd on my throat holding my chin high so that my head arched back.‘Good bitch,’ said the man behind me straight into my ear, while I moaned and wondered if I should yell out to stop them. But I loved how they were touching me and holding me and talking to me and talking about me… The voice in my ear continued. ‘Cut that bra off,’ he said, ‘I want. Annina (staring wide-eyed): But I thought&hellip, Renault (chuckling): You thought one blowjob, as great as it was, was worth two Exit Visas? No, no, my dear, I cant let you get away without experiencing your tight, wet pussy, too. After we fuck, well complete the necessary arrangements, and you and your husband can be on the plane to Lisbon tomorrow. And nobody needs to know anything about&hellip,.this. Annina (resigned to her fate, but part of her very much looking forward to feeling Renaults. Every day the bus driver showed me the sights. She took me past these buildings again and again, as if deliberately trying to impress the architecture upon my memory. Yet none of the other passengers took the slightest notice. They dozed, or read newspapers or books, or simply stared straight ahead, firmly clutching their bags. I wanted to grab someone by the elbow and say, ‘Hey, look at this!’ But I got the impression they had seen it all before. If they had ever been mesmerized by the. . she was talking to me again! "...and I brought something you'll like!" she added. Mmmmm… she had gone out to buy more Ben & Jerry's! I heard the silverware drawer being pulled out and finally footsteps coming up the stairwell. I had served my penance and we could enjoy some ice cream together! She appeared in the doorway again with her hands wrapped around her treasure. She held it out for me to see, but it wasn't her favorite ice cream after all... it was mine: Ben & Jerry's New York Super.
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