“Elsa, where are you?”“I’m in the emergency stairwell on my way up to the condo. I’m exercising by going up and down the stairs. I’m on my... way up from floor seventeen right now, so I’ll be a few minutes. It’s slow going. I did better going downstairs because gravity was working in my favor.”I accepted that, but went out past the elevator to where the stairway terminated at my penthouse unit on the thirtieth before going up to the roof. I couldn’t see or hear anything, but I tried. I sat on the. Sarah gripped the pillows with whitened knuckles as her lover slowly and methodically began sucking on her labia. She felt the soft slickness of her lips caressing her sex and the flicking wetness of her tongue probing into her channel. Saliva mixed with her juices and leaked downward until it began trickling over her rose. Everything Monica did seemed to be drawing Sarah closer to bliss. She could feel the soft insistence of her mouth on her sex, sucking her juices like an overripe peach, but. I got harder still in my boxers, if it was even possible. Her musk went into my nose and stayed there, to the point that I could taste it on the back of my tongue. My hands came down to her thighs separating them ever so slightly, letting more of her amazing scent escape, driving me even more wild. She was breathing fast as well, moaning out loudly, her hands massaging her own breasts now under the bra.I brought my eyes back down lest I just stare at her tits waiting for a glimpse of her. Traci thought he has taken me to some warehouse where nobody will find me. Is he going to keep me as a sex slave for real. This frightened her thinking she would be nothing but a slave for the rest of her life. She started to cry and moan with desperation. He stopped and lowered her to stand on her feet. She stood still with her ankles, knees, wrist, and arms tied tightly. She could not move without falling and was naked with her tits bond tight and aching. She could not stop crying even.