I suspected James’ gift to me would be rather simpler, probably some jewelry and lingerie which he would want me to model for him, immediately, and ...wearing nothing but his ‘gift.’ If so, I could counter with the same demand, which would prove vastly entertaining!Whilst traveling about the great metropolis, AnneMarie and I were able to talk, not only about our shopping expedition, but about our loves and our lives. Considering our experience of the previous evening, we had little modesty. Strange... Stranger... why should stranger be clanging like a bell in my brain?As that most astounding orgasm began to diminish he started to move inside me, minutely at first, rocking back and forth ever so slowly until I felt like begging him, fuck me. What? I don’t think like that, surely that didn't come from my mind. It did and I wanted to scream at him to fuck me, fuck me hard, fuck me like I've never been fucked before please fuck me. He smiled down at me and I realised I wasn't in my. “Haven’t you?”“Yes,” I gasped, feeling her warm breath wash over my balls. “And what have you been thinking about doing to it?”As she spoke, Sonya reached back farther and slipped her finger into mymouth. I closed my lips around it and sucked with passion, before shepulled it free.“Everything,” I stated, as her little wet finger returned to her ass. “Fucking it. Licking it.”Sonya moaned as I spoke and pushed her finger past her tight littlering, sliding it inside as her tiny pink star. The room had a few bits of junk in it, but no sign of the rat anywhere.I rubbed my leg and suddenly felt a pain.I looked at where I had rubbed and noticed bite marks and traces ofblood on my hand.I nearly fainted as I realised that I had been bitten. There were twopuncture marks, close together and a small rivulet of dried blood,going down my leg.I sat down suddenly on the floor, my heart racing at the thought of thedisgusting rat biting me.After a few moments, I calmed down a bit and looked.