He’s close, I watch as his balls pull up looking heavy. He moved closer, still hammering away at himself. He stroked my cheek and looked at the plea...ding in in my eyes for him to fuck me. He grabbed the back of my neck and shot his load; the first stream of cum reached my tits, the second my stomach. He let out a pleasured sigh. “That’s for being dressed.” I pulled against my restraints again, frustrated. “Come now slut, that’s not good behaviour.” He slapped my arse, making it sting a. Here, use the satellite phone. The number is 330-555-5555. I'll keep back and try not to lose him."Rhonda dialed the phone."Paul Brown!" Paul, this is Rhonda." Hi Rhonda, are you OK?" Not really, but that can wait until later. We have a problem. Shawn thinks she recognized the guy who killed her mother. We are following him now." Did he see you and Shawn?" I don't think so." If she is right, this guy is dangerous. Do you know how to use a hand gun?" I was weaned with a Colt .38 in my hand. We. This Christmas was going to be their first one as a married couple. She adored him, and reminded him often. Second marriages for both of them, he was her soul mate. Steve worshiped her, spoiling her as often as he could. He made sure she knew he had never loved until he met her. Friends envied their closeness, trying to figure out the secret to happiness through them. ‘Oh, ‘scuse me,’ Nick said from the doorway. ‘No worries. How do you feel?’ Steve asked. ‘Better, thanks.’ ‘I have dinner. I take the door to my left. As the door opens I can smell the sex, the aroma of hot steamy body’s. The room is completely white, ribbons of white silk and lace everywhere, the floor is covered in pillows and feathers. Bodies entangled together amongst them, men and women everywhere. One particular women catches my eye, her flaming red hair against the white silk sheets. She is surrounded by three men. One werewolf looking man, covered head to toe in hair, a heavy beard and long flowing locks..