In fact her innocent invitation had caused swelling in my shorts and I wanted to go into my bed after minimum of thirty minutes, so that she was fast ...sleep by then. After she left, I took two packs of condom from my briefcase and put those into my shorts’ pocket.However, I could not wait for even ten minutes and slowly entered my bed room. I noticed as if she was still awake and on seeing me she turned her face towards other side. I called her name quietly but found no reply. I slipped into. “What are you doing to me?”“Taking charge of this house!” My anger surged through me, exploding out with my words. “You're not the man of the house any longer! I'm stepping up! You gave it up when you turned into an alcoholic asshole. You think you can just hit us and sit there on the recliner drinking your fucking beer? You think this is still your fucking house when Alison and I do all the chores? When my part-time job helps pay the bills and feed us?“You think you get the right to hit me?. It was all I could do not to writhe. I would have made him stop if it didn't feel so surprisingly good. My orgasm was climbing to a level even his kinky shit hadn't manage to achieve yet. I noticed that he started tickling to the same rhythm as his thrust. I bit my hand as the strongest orgasm of my life crashed over me. That's when the old horndog decided to give me an extra-hard tickle. I don't know if he underestimated my ticklishness or my strength. Either way, my foot came out of his grip. Mmm, baby, this is going to be so fun. Our last projects havent been nearly as sexy. Do we have to give her back? Although I couldnt see her, her voice was sweet and velvet smooth, and sounded like it belonged to a gorgeous face. I shuddered to think of a woman being so enthusiastic about kidnapping another woman. The man answered swiftly. Of course we have to give her back. We dont get paid if we keep the bitch. But dont worry, baby, youll get all the time in the world to play with our new.