Stephen then started thrusting back and forwards in time so that he was now pounding the back of Jennie’s throat. He started to pant. Her warm mouth...felt so good. Her tongue was playing with his shaft and he could feel the pressure building up and his dick get harder and longer, as she milked it with her tongue.“Oh! You really are an experienced little slut aren’t you? You’re sucking like a pro.” Stephen panted.Jennie looked up into her captors face, the signs of stress showed that he was close. By this time my husband, along with his drinking and philandering, had begun to abuse both prescription and over the counter d**gs. Most of the time he couldn't get it up and joked that he had gotten so much with "half a hard" that he could push a lawn mower with a rope. When he said this, I could have remarked that he might be getting some with that "half hard", but I sure wasn't. The afternoon Billy arrived his dad was off somewhere and I knew he probably wouldn't even come home. Billy wanted. She really wasbeautiful.? Her breasts were moving upand down with her ragged breaths and her long, dark hair was splayed out on thepillow around her head.? He longed toremove the blindfold and see her eyes, but knew it was best to do thatlater.? She had a strong, athletic buildand he knew that she used to run for her school track team.? However, she had quit suddenly mid season,and no-body knew why. ? Now, where was I, oh yes, you will never see yourfamily again. You will be trained to be what. ”“Surrender to what?”“You should ask to whom.”“To whom?”“You shall see, if only you daré to go on.”“Where is Theodora?”“You can’t see her; she is gone, you see.”“Gone?”“I mean, she is dead.”“Theodora dead?”“Well, people die, you know.”“Was she killed by someone?”“No, not really. She died for love, and her heart gave way.”“And the triskelion? Was it hers?”“Yes, it was hers. She wanted it put on display so someone would buy it one day.”“Why sell it, why not give it away?”“She said only the one.