"She'll love you!"On the way home we went past one of those places that engrave name signs and got one for the house and one for the letter box with M...lissa's and my names on it. "You don't do anything by half, do you?" she asked."Well, as you said yourself, the more we present this as an established fact, the easier it will be." I replied. "I hope," I added to myself, but so low that Melissa missed it.We spent the Friday afternoon incorporating Melissa's stuff into the house. The chest of. " Just hold on a sec," she says as she retrieves a second set of gear andputs it on her own head.I watch on the monitor as she sits down on the couch nearby and makes afew more keystrokes. Suddenly, she seems to go slack as she drops herlaptop and slumps forward. I look around. There is nothing but theseobviously artificial white walls surrounding me. I look at the monitor.There I am, sitting in the chair, but I can't seem to make myself move.What is going on?After a minute of sheer panic, I. “They could come back early, or be on their way now,” I said breaking the kiss again.“No, were fine I promise, just kiss me.”I tried with all my will power to get away from her, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. My last little bit of self control left the moment she climbed on top of me, pressing her body against mine, I was done, and we both knew it. I put my hands on her back only to find no shirt or bra, and I ran my hands over her ass to find no panties either, needless to say I. .I love your prick, Sir,“ I said, beginning to pant. He was bringing me to my first orgasm.„There's a good slave,“ he said, patting my flanks. The pace increases further.„Hhhaaahhhh...aaaahhhhh...“ I gasped. „Oh...OOOOOH...I'M GOING TO COME!“„Come then, my pretty,“ urged Tariq. „Get nice and hot and juicy.“ He really began to pound into me...and I was lost. I spent and spent like mad, wriggling all over the place. I bet he enjoyed that.Tariq slowed, but he didn't stop fucking me. I knelt there,.