So why am I boring you by telling you just how fucking wonderful everything was?Well, the short answer is that it wasn’t.At the time, and as far as ... could see, there was only one small cloud in the sky.I wasn’t ever going to impose myself on Nell or crowd her, but even though most nights we went back to her place, she never once even mentioned the possibility of me moving in with her to share the apartment costs. I dropped a few hints about how great an apartment it was, and how I hated the. I wasgetting used to the clothes by now so it didn't take me long to dress. Ilived on the top floor so I was careful to have a good look out the windowbefore leaving the flat. As I heard the lock on the door click shut Irealised I had no idea when I would be returning.When I got to the car I remembered there was a blanket on the back seat. Ifigured that a blanket wasn't really clothing so I wrapped it around me togive me a little camouflage. The ride out to the motorway wasn't that bad,I didn't. “Sure, as long as I don’t have to answer it until breakfast. But your wish is my command, Your Horniness. What’s on your mind?”, he whispered in her ear that was beside his lips. They were in their customary spoon position, with Jim’s left hand cupped just under Anita’s corresponding breast, his fingers lightly swiping back and forth across her still-erect nipple.“Umm, any chance you can get it up again tonight?”, she wondered.“You’ve got to be fucking kidding! My poor cock feels like it’s run. "Ohhh, Mitch. Uhhhhhhh! Ghhhuuuhhhh! Mitch! I'm so close!" Baby, baby," he groaned, his fingers hurting her flesh. She struggled, tried to get her arms loose. It was futile. She was the one on the bottom. The raped victim whose pleasure came second to her abductor. Already she felt the remaining bit of pleasure slipping from her grasp. Her clit was still tight and hot but seemed to hang in a limbo of tortured timelessness. And Mitch was coming. She could feel the surges through the base of his.