I held that position for just a moment, feeling his warm breathe on my face. I kissed him gently and felt his tongue tracing along my top lip. I caugh... his tongue with my own and kissed him harder. His lips were soft and he tasted delicious. The kiss was long and lingering. We were stroking each others limbs and it felt so good. I pulled back and smiled at him. He stood up. ‘How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?’ He was readjusting his jeans. ‘Yes,’ I replied, and I sat up and reached. When I walked back into the room with my shirt still unbuttoned, he murmured something about Jesus and the saints, but knew that they could do nothing to help him. I smiled, knowing that my own change had finally become complete. I was not the same girl he knew from school, not by a long shot. The gloves were off. I whispered instructions, getting louder to the point where I was almost shouting out orders. Afterwards, we held each other, much as we did on other occasions in the dark, but with. Without him. Leaving him there in their house all alone after a painful orgasm while watching his wife's homemade porno of her fucking another man. It was a painful but oh-so-strong orgasm. His hands were tied so he couldn't do his normal iron-fist routine on his cock as he spurted. It felt like he was drowning and gulping air at the same time. It was such a pleasurable torment watching his sexy wife, legs spread wide, taking a young, big, hard cock deep inside her married, unfaithful pussy. He. She was by nowfrantic with fear, sweat dripping off her clammy arms and hands.All her possessions had been taken from her,the watch, silver pendant, wallet and worse than all else, a piece of paperbearing a scribbled number given to her by a friend of her lover.The door opened and she heard two voices, firsta male voice ?Ah Anna how nice to meet at last? then a female ?Shall we take thehood off and let her see what we have in store??The awful hot hood came off and Anna blinked inthe bright.