Samantha was sitting in his lap, naked, obviously with his cock up inside her. She was handcuffed, with her hands behind her back. There was a blindfo...d pushed up on her forehead, obviously having been used earlier but not in use now. Another man was behind her, his arms around her, playing with her breasts, his cock obviously buried in her anus. They were fucking her hard. Samantha was responding to their movements, moving against them, apparently physically enjoying what they were doing to. "You look fucking so sexy in stockings" Bill told me... " A right cock pleasing sight"Frank had taken the food through to the kitchen and re-entered the living area, casting a glance at the TV screen as he did so. I remained seated with my legs in the same position. Bills cushion was now off his lap and an obvious hard on was straining at his trousers.The girl in the film was now on all fours, her pussy full of one cock from underneath her and the other guy about to enter her from behind up her. " No, but you did enough and just at the right time."They were driven to an upmarket restaurant on the outskirts of town andtogether had a wonderful meal before he dropped the bombshell."I'd like to you come and work for me." But I already do." You do? Where?" I was the manager of the men's and ladies departments at your store intown. I just happened to be there when those thieves broke in and startedunloading the electrical department into their truck. I phoned the policeand the next thing I. I’m not sure I got clear.” Well, he wasn’t sure that he’d explained it clearly. She was smart, if ill-informed.“Well, you have clock and a radio.”“A clock radio, actually.” That was a problem.“But they’re two different things. In one, electricity produces power which moves the hands. Now, that’s a damn small amount of power, but electricity can do that. It can run motors from tiny clock motors to amazingly powerful motors that move L trains and more powerful motors yet that they use in.