I was keeping my eyes closed all the time he was kissing me. After a while, he broke the kiss and and as i opened my eyes, he looked into them, smiled... and said,-hey hameeda, how are you feeling now?--mm…i feel horny, imad! I wanna get fucked again--huh…i know about you. You just wanna get fucked again and again no matter how many times I fuck you--so are you, right? You wanna fuck me again and again, no matter how many times you fuck me, right?--yup…in that case we are a perfect match-I rubbed. It’s a practical and efficient system.”The man motioned at the cage and the shivering girl now whimpering inside it. “You should probably get in there and take a peek at her pussy and ass now, to make sure it’s all what you paid for.”Bryan took the key and with shaking hands undid the large padlock keeping the hinged door up. He dropped the key and open lock to the floor, and then swung down the door. Dropping down on to all fours, he pushed his arms and shoulders through the opening and found. “Listen, bitch, in all matters, you will obey my every word. I am in daily contact with Russell; he works for me in your training project.” Her unforgiving voice shocked me at first, but I rebounded.Taking my position as instructed in the foyer, anticipation boiled up in my stomach, as well as my girly bits. Who were these other trainers, and what were they going to have me do? How long was this going to last? Goodness, has it been ten minutes yet?As if she could read my mind, Jenny’s voice. He'd been ready for the comment, though with many of his clients, it was the wayward spouse who mentioned it. He was encouraged that Steve's immediate reaction had been to defend his wife. It was a good sign."I said asked," Verne repeated. He turned his attention back to Barbara."Have you?" he asked kindly.Barbara shook her head hesitantly. She wet her lips with a nervous tongue. She waited for Mr. Houston to continue. He didn't say anything. Barbara turned to Steve to find him watching her.