I tilt her head back and kiss her deeply. My tongue slowly sliding against hers as she starts to kiss me back. I run my lips down her chin and settl... on her neck. She moans and holds my head against her. This is your floor isnt it she asks? It is I tell her. Lets go to your room... now she says! Who am I to argue! Away we go!I open the door and it is almost midnight. She closes the door behind me and pulls her top off. Her beautiful breasts bulging out of her bra. I cup them and lean. Audrey was forever changed. Her genie would not be pushed back into the bottle by himself or by anyone. What’s done is done and how best to move forward is where he needs to focus. There was another matter to be considered; Donald at least, was the devil he knew as opposed to someone who might exert even greater levels of control over Audrey and himself. Donald had no interest in making Jeff suck his penis clean of the combined juices from his couplings with Audrey. A more aggressive bull. He slid one finger down my pussy and thrusted his finger into me, I arched, gasping. He kept working my pussy with his finger and one more until he had two deep in me. He circled his thumb around my cilt as he kept thrusting his fingers in and out. He every now and then slowed to just barely sliding his fingers in and out, to thrusting his fingers hard and fast. I moaned loud and buried my face in his shoulder, I nibbled his neck in the curve of his shoulder. His fingers hit my cilt and g-spot. I struggled to my feet with the collar tightening and just as I got back on my feet I felt the familiar but unexpected sting of his hand landing a sharp blow to my ass. He led me to the kitchen counter where I had staged the items I knew he would want. He took a clip from the counter and forced my arms together behind my back and snapped the the clip in the rings of my wrist restraints, locking my arms behind my back. He knelt behind me and clipped my ankles together too. Next he forced me to.
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