I couldn't tell at first if it was coming from the TV or Mrs. Marek."Fuck me in the ass" I heard again and this time I was sure it came from Mrs. Mare...k."Do me like the slut in the movie. Watch how he makes her tight hole all slick with her own juices. Do that to me and fuck me in the ass!" I watched and I saw him rubbing his cock head over the girl's pussy, sliding it up and back over her puckered ass, making it very wet and slippery just before pushing his cock in deep.It was amazing listening. She was crying and complaining about her night. She had gone out with friends and they had left her alone. Now she was drunk and miserable and needed someone to talk to. I wasn't having it. At first I responded like an asshole. After all, she hadn't done anything to deserve more than that. I continued to put up an iron front and decline every invitation to meet up. This just ended up with her being more miserable and finally it got to the point where I needed to put her down in person. Finally. "Well let me set out the reasons," she said.First of all, you are a pretty selfless person. You are the kind of man who lays down his life for his friends. Secondly, you have a degree in psychology. Ok! You are not a shrink but you have the knowledge to be a good counsellor to a friend. Thirdly you are not a boy, but the man who can help her to break out of the chains that bind her." The last part may be true," I told her, "but she doesn't know that." No she doesn't," said Theresa. "But that is. As the door of the cab was swung open by Madeline, he stiffened and faltered again, showing the reluctance which would make his display on the rope so thoroughly satisfying. Laura pursed her lips with the lush pleasure of the moment, and looked to the excited girl as she played with the whip.“ ... and we can all see that your use of the whip is going to be more than symbolic, Charity my dear ... and I came prepared for that.” She pulled a second leash out from between the padded seat behind.