00. He shelled out the $50.00 and momentslater both were in the backseat of Roger's run down Taurus sedan. Without warning Roger delivered a hard blow...with his right fist to her templestunning her into semi consciousness. In anticipation of a situation such asthis Roger carried a gym bag in the trunk when he quickly retrieved beforeCathy could regain her senses. The bag was a well stocked abductors kit includingsteel handcuffs, duct tape, a leather bondage hood, plastic cuffs and a stungun.. "J. Richards," she commented, running a finger across the top of the name plate that sat on my desk. A long slender finger, hot pink nail polish chipped carelessly. "What's the J stand for?" Jamie," I answered."That's pretty," she said, continuing her help-yourself tour of my office."What do you do?" she made it around behind my chair and leaned on my shoulder, looking at my computer screen."Besides answering your annoying questions?" I teased."Yes," she said seriously, propping one elbow on. There were no words to describe it. Ilooked down into his eyes and I almost wept with joy. This was not sex,it was love making. Amanda tensed and cried out at the same momentanother huge wave of orgasm took me. I could feel his penis pulsing andsquirting inside me filling me even more. We collapsed into each other'sarms. "I love you Amanda." I whispered. Amanda whispered back "I love youeven more." We both fell deeply asleep.I awoke suddenly to the sound of drums and chanting. I still lay on. I look into her beautiful blue eyes before kissing her. Something happened to us both. I spark had lit inside us and we were undressing each other. Before I knew it we were naked and my hands were caressing her breasts as I kissed her those luscious lips that tasted of raspberry lip gloss. Her hands had found their way to my penis and balls. Massaging my balls, whilst stroking my penis, I let out I groan. “Sit down” she said. I sat on the sofa as she knelt down between my legs and took.
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