This time there was a very different look in them; the hungry look of a starving man. Her eyes never left his, as she pushing her hands into the waist...line of his pants and pushed them down very slowly. He lifted his hips slightly to help her, as she slid them down his legs and off completely. She could see his cock bobbing madly through the loose material of his silk boxers. “You’re so fucking sexy,” she said to him, while removing his boxers. He was glorious in his erect state, and nothing. He knew if he ungagged her she would tell him if he let her go she wouldn’t tell anyone, but he had no intention of doing that. ?Hello Sara,? he spoke softly to her, a false friendly voice, ?welcome to my home.? She began kicking and screaming again, more tears running down her cheeks as she tried to escape, but he had tied her tight. He brought his hand up to take away a tear and put it into his mouth. He kissed her on her forehead, and he could feel her visibly shudder, her screams turning. I did so. "On your belly, spread your arms and legs" he said. I obeyed, my body vulnerably and openly stretched before him. "On your back." I rolled to my back, keeping my arms and legs wide. I had not been given permission to close them. "Grasp your ankles." I did so, drawing them up over my head, opening my body even more widely, brazenly presenting my charms for his view and potential usage. I held the position as he seemed to consider my form.He continued to put me through my paces, making. She was now on an almost nonstop orgasm ride. She started cumming within a couple of minutes of my entry. And as soon as one orgasm subsided, another seemed to start. She was thrashing about under me groaning, gasping and yelling. After about a half hour, I suddenly had a thought. I remembered what she had described while sitting at the kitchen table. She had talked about my cock fucking Bob’s ass. I pulled out of her pussy and turned her over on her knees. I pulled her back to the edge of the.