Would that be a good one to watch? If it was only the girl would she still want to see it? She had been very sexy, slim with tiny tits that were obvio...usly very sensitive, she went wild when he bit them, and she was a screamer too, you liked that, the way she grunted and moaned as he fucked her on the couch. You remember how good it felt mirroring what they were doing on the film with your toy, it must have felt even better with a real cock. You snap out of your daydream, your hand is in your. 'It's tedious stuff, you'll be something nice to look at.'And calls he had made, sitting across the living-room from her, doing bloody business. Dressed to impress in the heat of an August day for God's sake, like it mattered - since he'd obviously wanted her blindfolded from the off. Occasionally he'd rise to strut about her chair, so close that the silk of his shirt brushed against her, then he'd return to his seat. Chatting to business contacts all the while and sipping audibly from a glass. "Married life seems to suit you," Penny said to Ann, "you’re positively glowing." "Carpet or bed?" Peter asked with a smile. "What do you think?" I said letting him see my knees. He laughed and went behind the bar to serve us the first drinks from our bar. We had a good evening, but soon broke up the party and went upstairs and they came into our quarters to pass through the enlarged monitor room to enter theirs. We only made love once that night having sated ourselves earlier. But it was. I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door, locking it. I sat on the toilet seat, crying and sobbing. ‘He doesn’t care! He thinks my concerns are trivial!’ ‘Come on, Kattie. What’s wrong? What did I do? Look, I can fix it. I’m sorry, please come out. Let’s talk.’ ‘NO! Go away! Leave me alone!’ I screamed at the closed door. I heard him moving around the apartment. ‘What if he’s packing up?’ I thought. ‘Do you really want that?’ And, just as suddenly as the rage, depression, sorrow had come on,.