She made my head ache.After the pain and trouble I went through getting my head screwed on straight, I didn't need the bullshit. And she was full of i... ... and she lied to me ... maybe.Sins of omission count when you've been kidnapped ... even if it was by accident. If Tom hadn't decided to mark his territory that night I wouldn't have been washing the cat pee off the watch fragments. If I'd have dropped the watch when it suddenly got almost hot while cold water was running on it and its. " Such as?" I don't wash between my toes as often as I should." Please don't do that," Laura said, indicating Sara's hand that was still reaching to unbutton her blouse. "I want to do that."Sara flirted. "What a sweet thing to say. You really do like this short little body, don't you."Laura, momentarily flustered by Sara mentioning, even jokingly, that the second bedroom was for her, when Laura had been musing curiously about that very thing for days, suddenly popped the champagne cork, then. ”“I can do that,” I laughed. “Did you mention something about an art exhibition in your emails?”“Oh that,” he said. “Not any more, I bought what I wanted over the phone this afternoon, tonight is now just for pleasure.”“In that case,” I smiled and snaked an arm around his neck again,“Pleasure me again, this time in bed.”It was almost midnight before we got out of bed again, he was an incredible lover, when he wasn’t inside me, he was eating me or we were in a sixty nine with his lovely big cock. And then again, alternating and beating her mercilessly, all the frustration he'd ever known over her welling up and spilling out, her tears and choked cries of pain spurring him on until her whole ass was bright red... dropping the paddle, he holds his hand close to her abraded flesh and feels the heat coming off of it, his cock twitching, clear drops of precum forming at the head and running down his rock hard shaft. He didn't think he'd ever been harder in his life... having the girl of his.