I found a shivering Nilwint bound on my bed, spreadeagled and face down. I could smell her arousal, but her body language showed tension and fear as w...ell. Her anus was shiny with lubricant, but it and the muscles around it were tense, as were the muscles in her shoulders.As I stroked her ass, she flinched slightly, and turned her head to face me. The fear I though I'd seen in her posture was also plain on her face, and I frowned slightly."What is wrong, Pet?" I asked, trying to sound. Bob Randall’s gray Olds was, at this moment, parked outside of the Archer Arms apartment complex in a space reserved for the elderly and handicapped. The sign was very specific about this. Bob Randall was not elderly, nor was he handicapped, but he didn’t think that at three in the morning, he would be disturbed by anyone elderly or handicapped needing this spot for pressing business. Bob Randall, on the other hand, had pressing business, and needed the parking spot. Bob’s business was the. She holds her mouth to mine, letting her tongue go around the outside of my lips, and into my mouth. (MAN! How I wanted to just kiss her back so bad!) She arches her back, positioning her wet love hole right at the tip of my throbbing cock. She wiggles her hips around, coating the head of my aching member with her hot pussy juice. I feel her inner labia surrounding my cock as I start to her push me into her waiting tiny vagina. Her walls open up and I feel myself going in, feeling her juices. .. It was impossible for Mark to conceive that Carol had yet to see him, or not be aware of his hands searching over her smooth naked flesh that was covered with a thin film of warm perspiration! Perhaps she did and was too stunned, or ashamed, to speak... waiting for him to say the first word, but he'd be damned if he would! Oh, he was going to get an explanation all right... because there had to be an answer, even for something as wildly obscene as this... this... !"Mark! Oh, my God! Mark!.