Tonight was the first time he’d seen anyone over at her place. And getting it on with her, no less. Jim’s mind took him back to the scene of t...he mystery man removing her shirt. Jim reached out and grasped his cock in his fist, slowly working the length of it as he imagined being that other man. He stroked himself slowly thinking about licking her nipples, squeezing her breasts, stroking her bare belly. He imagined peeling her panties down until she could step out of them and her. It makes me weak. I roll my hips gently, giving her more. She moans softly, tasting me as I finally lean down, and begin my magic on her. Her legs parting, I flick my tongue against her clit. She gladly offers me more, lifting her hips for me. Her slick wet softness is so accepting of me. I slide a finger inside her, fucking her slowly. Musky scent of our sex lingers in the air, as we continue making love with each other. The need for one another starts to grow and we become greedier. She sucks. “I’m going to fuck you now,” she said. “Yes, fuck me,” I said. She thrust the cock inside me. If I saw fireworks before, now I was seeing explosions. I pulled my legs in and wrapped them around her. I may have screamed. I may have never stopped screaming. I don’t really know. Her thrusts just kept coming. She wouldn’t stop and the sensation was so intense that I wanted nothing in the world more than for her to just STOP! “Puh – puh – God – Oh dear God in heaven,” I cried. “Look. Look!” Alice. Her head covering and veil lay beside her on the floor where her attackers had tossed it down the chute after her.As she wriggled her arms once more she became aware that she could feel a little give in the ropes. She looked around. On the far side of the cellar, a hook held ropes from the cellar's hoist. Anch felt sure that if she could get to it, the combination of her struggles and the sharp hook could free her. Slowly she started to move herself across the floor of the cellar. Eventually.