Yvoine was casually dressed, black slacks and a plain green blouse, and was otherwise unremarkable. The door shut behind her and Travis waited a minut...e before getting off the couch and walking to the kitchen. Sara followed him and what she saw was remarkable. In the short span of time since Yvoine had entered the house she had somehow managed to strip herself naked. She was kneeling on the tiled floor, her head bowed, the long black hair framing and obscuring her face. Her arms were folded. She had no choice but to comply. She took off her sweater. “The bra, too,” I said. She hesitated but complied again. I reached into my backpack again and took out a set of wrist cuffs. I threw it to her and told her to put them on. I saw it in her face. She knew exactly how vulnerable that would make her but what else could she have done?Slowly, she put them on. And there she was. Self-conscious and confused.With her hands cuffed I had put the knife behind me. She looked at it for a second,. She seemed a bit shocked, but soon she moved her mouth in unison with mine. I did not care if I was in trouble for the rest of my life this was heaven and I was not going to give it up. I began nibbling on her lips and across her cheeks. I brushed the hair from her succulent neck and nibbled there and unto her ear. Her body was a cellphone set on vibrate and I seemed to be pushing all the right buttons. She pushed me away slightly and reminded me of the time, but I did not care anymoreI reached. I banged away at her thru her multiple orgasms. She was a rag doll now. I drove harder and deeper without resistance. Harder and harder I banged away at her. My balls were coated in her juices and I could hear them slapping away at her ass. Finally, I could feel that all too common now tightening feeling. She was going to get the freshest sperm yet. I grabbed legs between my arms opening her up wider than ever before and allowing me to go the deepest depths of her womb ever. I started.