You go into the bedroom, light some candles, and prepare the bedroom for the events that are going to take place.As you come to wake me on the couch, ...you slide your warm hands under the blanket and begin to feel my cock and balls. I slowly awaken and sigh with pleasure as you continue to run your hands over my body. It feels so good having you touch me. As I become fully erect, you begin to stroke me and play with me. You reach down to kiss me, your tongue probing my mouth and lips locked. "Hmm, this tastes so good.... Please, fuck my ass again," she begged him."Fine," he said, and sat on the sofa. "Come and sit on me." His cock was so big I couldn't believe it. I was now looking at it like if I wanted to taste it. Kristen sat on his cock. She then asked him to pound her ass as fast as he could, and he did, so much that I thought her eyes would pop off its sockets. She moaned and yelled of pleasure, and I could see her juice splashing all over the sofa. She was cumming really. Light shone into the room as a window opened.She looked up. A single, blood-shot, eye was peering in at her through the bars of the window. What she could see of the green warty skin around the eye told her all she needed to know. An ogre. She was in some sort of cage and the cage belonged to an ogre.The eye moved back a bit. She could see all of the ogre's face. It wasn't much of an improvement. What was more when he went to speak the subtle perfume of his breath practically pinned Deborah to. God it felt good walking, tweaking my nipples and pleasure building up inside me. I had to stop – a bench – and I sat, gently rotating my hips and feeling the waves of pleasure inside me, breathing heavily. The suited man had caught up with me, he looked towards me as he passed, my face in exquisite pleasure, eyes barely opened. He turned and said to me; ‘look at you, you thought no-one noticed you at the station and at the bus stop,’ as he moved and sat next to me on the bench. I looked at him.