Bhavya: “In just two times you changed my views on sex and sexual pleasures. I never even dreamt the happiness and satisfaction in sex”Me: “Last... time you cried when I broke your wall and now the scene changed, As I continue having sex with you, I will take you to newer heights and newer positions”Bhavya: “Woo so how many positions you know?”Me: “At least a 100 ways”Bhavya: She kept silent and with a whisper in my ears she lightly said “If you don’t think you can do all of them by weekend, you. No, what she wants me to hear."I need you Sam. I need your lips on me. Your tongue. Your hands. Your body. All of you. Please Sammy, don't make me wait. Make me yours."She says so desperately cute. I groan at her words and immediately pull her panties down her legs. I lean down and take her clit into my mouth. She gasps and pulls away slightly. But I know that is only because she has been hurt so many times and that she is insecure. I don't let her run away and I bring her closer. I suck. I glanced at his bulge and knew that man was either hung or deformed. I did my routine on the machines and I noticed Ray was walking around trying not to be caught staring at me through the mirrors. I went to the bike, smiled at him, and he took the one beside me. He asked, “What’s your story?”“Well, married… no kids, shitty job. What’s yours?”He said, “Fat and losing weight,” adding that he was fifty-five and his doctor said he was prediabetic. “I like to keep in shape,” I told him and he took. She couldnt get free if she tried. She was terrified. He was a threat and she had trusted Him. How dare she trust Him. She shouldnt have trusted Him. Never should have. Her body screamed at her to get away, her mind screamed it too. But she had no will to fight. No will to get away. And it would cost her, possibly her life. The door opened again, her heart jumped behind her aching breasts. She heard it shut and His footsteps coming to her. He was going to save her. He was going to release her.