Chained down as she was, her spittle barely made it to the top of her left tit, and dribbled down toward her nipple.I carried her lunch in and set it ...n the small table, uncuffing one hand so that she could eat. She knew by now that that any swing at me would result in painful retribution, as well as removal of the food until it was brought back, cold and stale, at dinner time."Fuck you, you sick bastard." Later, you cunt, after work."Of course, after work was maybe when I intended to kill. ” Without thinking, he parted his middle and index fingers into a wide Y shape as he spoke. “Except this time, instead of modelling heels, I want you to be modelling you. Your body. Do you understand the difference? Instead of opening enough to keep the shoes in the frame, I want you to open as wide as you can go. When you feel like your legs can’t open any further, I want you to take your hands to pull your legs just apart just a bit more. If you’re not feeling a bit self conscious about it,. After words, he and Mara had remained together in the hotel room bed. She wanted him to stay. She didn't want him to just rush off after words; and as Tomas remained in the room with them, Abdullah had enjoyed the hugging, the kissing, the further caresses that he and Mara indulged in together. It surprised him at how Tomas had acted so calm and relaxed. He'd just witnessed his beautiful young wife having incredibly passionate sex with another man (and an older African man, at that); he had. I felt her muscles tightening again. ‘I think you’re beyond close,’ I said. ‘And so am I!’ ‘Give it to me, Trent! Come in my ass! I’m coming with you!’ And she was. I pulled my finger most of the way out, but I continued running it along the cleft of her lips, so I could feel her juices flowing over it. I let go a huge blast of my own and held her close. She turned her head back toward me, and I kissed her again. Her orgasm had passed and mine was subsiding when she reached down and turned the.