She slowly stood up dizzy from the experience.The monster fell back breathing deep.She started to walk away when it's loud booming growl of a voice cr...aked up."Where are you going?" it asked evilly."I have to leave." she said quietly, not wanting to anger the beast."I can't let you leave, I won't have any thing to play with." it said, it's eyes narrowing,"Then come with me, leave, out of this guys reach." Why?" it snarled,"This guy wants me dead. You don't want to kill me... Do you?" she asked. Next, she slipped off her sandals and then began to unbutton and unzip her jeans, slowly shimming out of them. Grabbing the bottom of her chemise Mary tugged it up and over her head, dropping it on top of her jeans. She was left standing there in a very skimpy red lace bra that could barely contain her ample tits and a wisp of lace covering her pussy. As she went to unfasten her bra, Stan jumped to his feet and grabbed her hands, pushing them to her side.Placing his hands on each side of her. You look down and watch him as he places his mouth on your nipples, gently sucking and nibbling them. You can’t take it. You reach down and feel his crotch. You feel his cock in his pants. You start to stroke it. “Ohhh,” Again, it's you that is moaning. He unbuttons your pants and slides his hand down. You are so wet. His fingers slide over your clit and into your pussy. “Ohhhh, God. Hmmm.” you moan. You look up and see the woman now on her back in the missionary position. “Ohh, that’s it. Sometimes, he will only fuck me at nine. "Wake me when you are close. I like you hungry." Those words inspire me, and within seconds, I tell him, "I'm at nine,now." "Keep yourself there for two minutes. Don't even consider coming." Herolls over and again appears to ignore me. I breathe deeply, keeping myselfon the edge, concentrating on maintaining my level of arousal. It would beeasy to think of other things, to stop wanting it, but I know he might at anymoment command me to come. I know what.