I love you, I love you, I love you. I do."He laughed.I felt the tip of something cool against my back door. A low growly voice in my ear. "Have any lo...e to spare for me, sweetness?" Yes," I breathed.I felt a tiny push from behind.But then Jean-Luc took all my attention, making love to me with his whole body. The buttons of his shirt were rubbing hard against the center of my chest, his hands gripping hard on my hips and ass, his cock thrusting hard in my core.Then I felt a hard push from behind. ? She replied with a puzzled look. ?Oh, you couldn't just have one last look round, could you? They are quiteexpensive to produce.? I smiled as sweetly as I could at this, and as she turnedto look at the hallway table I seized my chance and pushed through the door,producing my knife from my pocket as I did so. ?What do you thi?? was all she was able to get out by way of protest beforeI grabbed a handful of her hair, yanked her hair back and pushed the cold bladeagainst her throat. ?Do exactly. I heard her tell him to go on in, then her sweet sexy giggle followed by the sound of the front door closing and the one to the living room opening. Then he stood there, eyes wide and mouth open in surprise as he took in the scene. The sofa bed had been pulled into the middle of the room. I was lying on it, padded handcuffs on wrists and ankles fastened to the four corners of the bed, spread-eagled helplessly with a pillow under my ass. I had a tiny black leather bikini on, with boot lace. Aur phone wale hath ka ghoosa mere sine par chalaya. Jise maine roka nahi. Lagta hai bat bat par ghuse chalana uski adat thi. Use laga ki shayad usne husband ka gussa mujhpe utar diya hai.Shayad use marne ka dukh hua aur woh mujhse lipat gayi. Maine uske balon ko pyar se sahlaya fir kaha, “Chalo bed room mein chalte hain.” Aisa kahkar maine use bahon mein utha liya aur bedroom ki bed par haule se lita diya. Fir uske chehre par dhire se hath firaya.Ab woh thodi khush lag rahi thi. Maine uski.