She is indeed a prisoner in gilded cage!Michele takes another nap and is again awoken by a text message: 'Just relax and go along with it. I saw you c...ome today when you were fucked so don't pretend you didn't like it. Be compliant but don't behave like a slut. Make them feel in control. Sarina'Michele acknowledges the message and pouts for a while."Don't pretend you didn't like it indeed!" I was forced!" she shouts to the empty room but deep inside she isn't so convinced.She looks at the clock:. The guy’s body, leaning against his, felt warm and it was making him hot, as well. He could not remember ever being so close to another guy. He was basically keeping in other in his arms.The small studio on the second floor was not much, but it was home. Sean had made sure to make it as comfortable as possible and he was glad to have a place to call his own. He hurriedly helped his unexpected patient to sit on the small bed he had in the bedroom.He convinced the guy to take off his shirt so he. He slammed the screen behind Alex.He followed the room to its end where he pushed-aside a blanket that served as a door. The heat in the room rushed out at him and poured over his body. There was something about the heat, it came from the packed, sweaty bodies. It carried with it the hot musky odor of women and the sour, rancid smell of meets sweat and semen.A red light bulb hung naked from the ceiling, casting a dimly weird glow over the entire room. It was early yet and a weekday night,. Vincent looked up at Erin and grinned, then playfully started to kiss back up her body. Erin, not ready to let her pleasure stop, started to push Vincent back down. Vincent obliged, kissing her tummy then undoing her jeans, pulling them down followed by her thong. Erin moaned in anticipation, followed by a soft purr and a nod when Vincent looked up for approval. Vincent kissed down, licking her clit softly then sucking on it. Erin moaned again and closed her eyes, pulling Vincent's hair a.