Not long after eating and before they headed out to the firework show Jane came over to Patrick and said, "So, how you doing?" Good. And you?" he said...as calmly as he could muster."Good too. Uhm, are you okay? With me being here?" she asked shyly.He turned to Jane reached out his hand and placed it on her arm and said with a fair amount of shock in his voice, "What a thing to ask. I'm glad your here." The words just came out of nowhere. Even if he knew what he was going to say he truly believed. I lift my legs up and the brusies are all gone, no swollen nothing. Those must have been some good ass pills I got doped up with. As I am walking about the room feeling my way back on my feet, I see a long body mirror off to the side off the vintage dresser and I couldn’t help but take off my blouse and I start flexing as if I was some kind of bodybuilder (amuter I am rookie year) FLEXES!! As I am in my own little moment. Kimmie walks in “Vanessa, please off your feet, OH MY” she saids turning. Moments pass before the shrill sound of his ring tone pierces the air. I jump, startled, and tighten around him. He hisses and tugs my hair in warning. ‘Leo, your—’ ‘Ignore it.’ ‘It could be your daugh—’ ‘Ig. Nore. It.’ His other hand releases my hip and searches for something above my head. Second later, he’s shoving a pillow under my hips, lifting my ass higher, spreading me as open as I’ve ever been. The man leaves me raw. The ringing stops, then picks back up. Same tone. But he gets. The man hung the hook on a pulley attached to the ceiling. Kates head was now held up higher and she could move it a bit more freely from side to side, but she was pointed squarely at the mirror and saw the man behind her. As flushed red as ever he was stroking himself with one hand and spreading a thick lubricant on her ass with the other. ?I’m going to fuck your ass, whore.?Without further ceremony he plunged his newly rigid prick into her bowels.The man grunted with each thrust into the.