This is it."~~~"This is where I live now. This is my place." She was standing in the kitchen galley, her eyes glistening ever so beautifully."Can you ...tay the night, Russ?" Yes." I want to show you my teddy bear. He's in my bedroom." Come, Russ, come with me and I will show you my bear."She'd moved and was standing by the couch, interrupting my view of her CPU, the screen emblazoned in a familiar logo, upper left. The dozen virtual roses, plus one I'd sent her that morning present and accounted. She moved closer to the mirror and looked more closely – tally marks. That’s what they’d been doing when she felt them touching her back, leaving a count of how many times they fucked her. There were eleven marks, eleven assfucks in total, going on for hours. Each guy had managed to fuck her three or four times, at least she hoped that was what it meant. Strictly speaking she couldn’t be sure they didn’t have eleven different guys lined up to go once each. She felt sick in the pit of her. What if someone else arrives or maybe my admirer is an ugly pervert after all? I wait & get lost in the music. A hand touches my right leg and gently moves it sideways, oh god Chris is with me, watching me, touching me. I can feel my heart thumping. He can see everything up close I am totally at his mercy. I hear a banging sound and then some tugging on the silk leg extension. I realize I’m being tied up. He does the same thing with my left leg and then each arm. This is just so hot I feel like. She sighed and started to awaken with me buried to the hilt deep inside her welcoming vagina. I whispered in her ear that it was only me and she opened her knees widely and started to move her mature attractive ass in circular motions groaning like a woman possessed by the devil.Actually, it was just the opposite of what I was looking for because I knew instinctively that her movement would drive me into a rush to a point of no return and I would be forced to spurt my manly juices into her.