Her body bounced against the mattress of the bed behind her and she blinked up at him, waiting. He stood firmly before her with his muscled chest bar...e and heaving with desire. She licked her lips, her hand starting to reach out to the bulge in his blue jeans.“Strip to just your panties,” he told her and she felt a shiver run through her body upon hearing the soft southern drawl in his voice. He stepped back as she stood up and began to undress.She stared at the bed, fingering the hem of her. There was no one to notice me anyway, all eyes were riveted on those two beautiful black men, one in pain and on his belly in the dirt, submitting to the humiliating penalty of his total defeat, and the other, our glorious Tom Henry. It was amazing and I came quickly, my cock spurting against my dress as I rubbed myself frantically. Hot semen spilled against my thighs and dripped between my legs. I felt my knees weaken, my feverish mind grown dizzy and drunk with lust. I sat down, pressing my. I dressed in a T-shirt and shorts, like normal and popped one of those “blue helper” pills just in case. I walked up the alley like I belonged there, took a quick glance behind me and opened the gate to her back yard. I took a deep breath and advanced toward her patio door. It opened just in time and I stepped in. “H” had on walking shorts and surprisingly a tube top. She took me by the arm and led me down the hallway to a spare bedroom. “I guess we should kiss to start off,” she mused. Our. I wriggled trying to loosen the bonds. They were tight. The clock by the side of the bed said 3.40pm. I had been unconscious for about an hour. I looked around trying to see something that I could use to free myself. The wine glasses were on the table. If I could knock them off I could use the broken glass to free myself. I started to crawl across the floor, progress slow but slowly I got closer. I wanted to get free, leave this place and resume my life. I had repaid my debt to the girls, and.