Nothing. Dark He was gone the storm and the night had taken him away.Turning she moved back to the bed and picked up the shirt from the pile on the fl...or and put it back on. The buttons were gone from him ripping it open so she wrapped herself in it. She then went down the hall and into the entrance way. Checking the door and locking it before returning to the bedroom. She crawled back onto the bed pulling her knees and covers up to her chest. She fell asleep in that position with the lights. This time, Samuel didn’t come with her. He just continued to thrash in and out of her, prolonging the wailing coming from my wife. Tears were falling down her cheeks again, probably partially in frustration from her arms being handcuffed behind her back, not able to embrace Samuel.The pill. The fucking pill Ashanti had dissolved in Samuel’s drink! No wonder he hadn’t let up at all after coming inside her. How long? How many times would he fuck her? And after those seven weeks, she’d relish. When he did she was just a couple steps away.He started. She laughed and asked if she had startled him."I guess," he replied.But that wasn't it. It was the blouse. And it was the skirt. Both were made of extremely soft and shinysatin charmeuse, of the kind normally found in the finest lingerie. And he would know. He had a fetish forsilk and satin. He had been that way even before he knew what sexual feelings were. For him, sex andsatin were one whole thing, each a part of his basic needs. It. My turn.’She sat on the bed with her wide-open legs dangling over the edge.She leant back. ‘Get to work, young man.’I knelt down in front of her and began to eat her out. It did not take long before she came in a heaving orgasm. I was going to continue but she pushed me away.‘Enough for now,’ she told me.We lay together on the bed, talking about life.‘Andy. If you don’t want to do the threesome tonight, I will cancel.’‘I must admit to being apprehensive.’‘Why.’‘Well, for a start. Being.