He quietly dressed while she was sound asleep. He looked at her and wanted to fuck her again. He wanted to fuck her ass. It would have to wait. Maybe ...e'd get another chance. Life had never been too kind to him, why should things change now? He usually just took what he saw, never minding the consequences. He guessed he'd always be a loser in life. He knew deep down inside it was all his fault. He just wasn't a good person and no matter what he'd do to try to change, it never worked out to his. At last, it all starts to subside. I giggle a little and lay on his chest, neither of us untangling from each other. He plays with my hair and kisses my head.“Wait one min here, Princess. I'll be right back. Pull your knees up to your chest. I want my cum still inside you.” He gently places me on my back with a pillow under my ass and kisses me on my nose and lips.I see him go to the closet and take something from his drawer. I see a little black box in his hand. My heart constricts. He takes. “I can’t even get a good look at their little procession, let alone get a team in there to take them out.”In addition, it bugged him to think that he might be under surveillance himself. This Matthews son-of-a-bitch seems to have the whole fucking army guarding that damn mountain. Hell, even the weather seems to be on the side of that piss-ant FBI agent. A tornado – a fucking tornado – hit just as a whole fucking, heavily armed, expensive-as-hell, group of mercenaries hit that house in Georgia.. At the end of dinner my wife left to use the bathroom, or so I thought.At that point, as he paid the bill and refused my money. Then he explained the true reason I was there. He told me he had been Dominating my wife for the last six months, his sexual slave. I was floored. I almost stood to beat the shit out of me. I was very angry and I started telling him off. At that point he reached over and grabbed be by the neck and told me that if i didn't believe him,I could see for myself and handed.