After a moment, the door opened and there stood Janet. She was wearing a white, wife beater teeshirt and a pair of men's briefs...she held a cigerette... in her right hand. She said,"You're are late...I called the agency for a slut over an hour ago and I am waiting." I saw the game here and I begged forgiveness. She grabbed me by the tie and pulled me inside and closed the door. Once it was closed, she slammed me back against the door and slammed me with a hard, opened mouth kiss. She rammed her. And when that tongue flicked against my clit, I buried my head into Jack's chest. I whimpered. Jack asked, "Do you like Cara licking you, honey?" And when he flicked my nipple, he got the answer he was looking for, a groan and stiff little nipple to play with. Flicking my nipple with his finger, making me even more desperate. She grazed and sucked my clit then rolled her tongue around it in circles. Working me up slowly, she pumped her finger a few times and then buried it. Leaving it in me. He kept his lund at the door step of my chut. I was ready and he gave a hard stroke, a great jerk. His total length was inside my chut. He falls down on me and I hugged him tightly by crossed my arms around him. We maintain this ideal position for 2 minutes and then he started fucking me. 1st stroke, 2nd, 3rd, 15th strokes and jerks went on hard and hard. My eyes were closed, hands were crossed holding him tightly, and legs were tight and straight. He asked me where to discharge, inside or. His plaything, his slave, to do with whatever he pleased. To whip, to flay, to punish. She moaned in discomfort as the rope was so tight around her skin. It wasn’t too tight he wasn’t going to damage his woman. He knew he could leave no marks…no permanent ones any way. Once again he went to the dresser and picked up the next item.Flash, flash, flash. She heard the click of the camera as he took pictures of her in this so submissive position. She protested and struggled against the restraints..