Eventually she pushed me away and looked deeply into my eyes, burning her words into my soul between gasps. “Fuck… me… now…” “Anything for...you my princess.” Again without another word I proceeded to slowly slide into her recently polished sex and began to slowly tread in and out taking careful pleasure in each of her quiet moans. “How is this my dear,” I asked as I slowly kissed the bumps of her collarbone. “More… please…” “As you wish.” Within the next ten seconds my pace went from a slow. Lisa knew that it was low set And with her legs strapped to the arms the man spread them apart. I’m sure he must have had this table especially made for the purpose She thought to herself. Whilst her body on the pillow stayed in the same place, the two arms of the bed below opened up. She imagined she looked rather comical. Her face on the bed at one end, her backside almost pointing at the ceiling and her legs wide apart. All she knew was it felt sexy. She loved the feel of her legs being. She let out a gentle moan and I continued to the other side. I played with her breast making her nipples rock hard. Seeing her getting turned on more and more I got bolder and started to move my hand down to the panties that I had previously had around my cock. My hand stopped at the top of the fabric. I looked into her eyes and she softly said "Yes". I started to gently trace the curves of the panties. I jumped up and reached for her drawer. She opened her eyes with a Why did you stop. As he looked into her eyes, he could see a reddening around them and the pure white of each of them was pink. Tanya had been crying, there was no mascara on her eyelashes. "Tanya?" asked Jack. His concern betrayed his otherwise emotionless demeanour. "I know about Rome," replied Tanya sorrowfully. "I know about what happened with Nancy." "You do?" asked Jack quizzically. "Brigitte has just got off the phone with me. Nancy told Brigitte what she did," added Tanya, visibly upset. "Oh.