Chapter 4 The Capture of Jessica
Friday morning I woke up with a strange feeling. I knew something was
going to go good for me. I took a shower letting myself jerk off for a while as
I thought about Jessica, my usual masturbation inspiration. I got to work
thinking I'd be feeling bad because of my conversation with Jessica the day
before, but instead I felt better than I had in a long time. I knew Jessica
usually worked late on Friday's to try to get as much work done so she wouldn't
have to come in for the weekend.
I watched as the building cleared out, Friday night driving out workers
sooner then normal, eager to move onto the weekend. I watched intently for
Jessica, planning on making my move today. I have already prepared the room in
the basement, far removed from any activity, even from the other building
maintenance workers. It was an abandoned section of the sub-basement, once used
to store old furniture, but a leak from the surrounding ground water had
precluded it from being used for that purpose any longer. I had managed to
secure a small, electrical pump that managed to keep out the water and was quiet
enough not to attract attention.
Over the last week, I had secretly managed to bring in the necessary
equipment and supplies I needed. I used left-over building supplies to build
the restraint devices that was required, my cock hard as I built them, imaging
Jessica, naked and bound to them, legs spread wide in anticipation of me. I
knew that at the beginning she might object to me, but I felt she would learn to
love me and submit to my sexual desires.
Almost everyone was gone, the building echoing from its emptiness. I
went back upstairs, hoping to find her. On the floor where all the bosses were,
I could hear voices, a loud voice and a soft-tender voice, pleading. I snuck up
quietly, realizing that the voices were coming from Mr. Krandal's office. I
went into the office next door to his and quietly opened the connecting door
less then an inch, able to get a fairly good view of the occupants. There was
the target of my desire, Jessica. She was wearing a dark brown, short business
skirt, a light brown, button down silk top, though they seemed a little
disheveled. Her eyes were wide open, in surprise or fear, Mr. Krandal next to
her. I quietly listened to their exchange.
"Please, Mr. Krandal!" I heard Jessica say. "This is wrong."
"Now, Jessica, you will go farther in this company if you learn how to
play the game. You are an extremely beautiful woman and you have to use that to
your advantage." Mr. Krandal moved next to Jessica onto the leather couch. He
moved closer to her, his face only inches from hers.
Jessica tried to sink farther into the couch as he moved closer, his
breath smelling of alcohol, probably too many drinks at lunch. He had been
forward in the past, occasionally letting his hands move too familiar over her
body, but she let it slide, feeling it was only an older man flirtatious desire
for a young girl. She loved the job and the pay far exceeded her wildest
expectations. She thought she could handle it, but now fear crept into her.
The building seemed deserted and she was trapped in his office. "No, Mr.
Krandal, this is wrong," she cried out, moving her head to the side to escape
his lips. She felt them move to her neck instead, his sloppy kisses moving over
her flesh, revulsion overcoming her senses. She grabbed his hand as it dropped
onto her naked knee, slowly moving up her leg, pushing her skirt out of the way
as it moved. It moved to the inside of her thigh and she tightened her knees
together, trapping it between her trembling thighs.
"Such firm thighs, Jessica," he said, his hand grasping her thighs,
feeling her gripping him tightly.
I saw his grip tighten; forcing his hands higher up her clenched thighs,
his strength overpowering the tiny girl. My anger began to build. This was my
girl, my virgin girl that he was trying to take advantage of. I loved her and
his sweating body was trying to maul my tender girl.
His hand had reached up and grabbed her breast, his fingers grabbing the
young flesh tightly in his clenches. It was the last straw for Jessica, she
could not put up with it any longer. Suddenly Jessica's hand swung, hitting Mr.
Krandal across the face.
Mr. Krandal sat up in shock, his face already turning red from the slap.
It seemed to knock him back to reality. He stood up, angry. He growled down at
Jessica, "you're fired young lady. I don't want to ever see you again. You
will get one-month severance pay and we will give you a good reference. But if
you ever make any mention of this incidence, I will destroy your life and make
sure you never get another job again. Is that understood?"
Jessica only wanted to leave, escape and forget what had transpired.
She was too scared to react, jumping up from the couch, tears running down her
face as she left the room.
I had to hurry, not wanting to miss my chance with Jessica. This was
working out even better. I needed to grab her now. She would not be expected
back Monday and if anyone began to inquire, Mr. Krandal would be their prime
suspect. I raced to the service elevators, hoping that they would be faster. I
jumped out of the elevator as it arrived on the ground floor, standing in front
of the elevator she was riding down in, watching as the floors rang down as it
approached. I looked around, the security guard around the corner, his eyes
probably glued to the stupid baseball game. I had to be quick about it. I
pulled the chloroformed rag from the sealed plastic bag as the elevator rang its
arrival. The door opened, Jessica standing there, tears running down her face,
a look of surprise as I stood there. I leaped into the elevator, the rag shoved
into her face, covering her mouth and nose as my other arm circled her body,
holding her arms tightly to her sides.
Her body tightened, finally realizing that something was wrong, but the
chloroform already was working its magic. Her body began to slump in my arms.
I pushed the button, the elevator doors closing and moving towards the
sub-basement. Her body was limp now. I removed the rag and pushed it back into
the bag, moving my head to the side to escape the fumes. The door opened, the
welcome fresh air a relief, already feeling a little light-headed. She seemed
so light as I picked her up into my arms, like a lover might do, and carried her
off to our room. My darling, soon we will have an eternity together, to make
love to each other, I thought as we moved down the dark corridor.
I entered the room, a distant door in a sea of dark corridors. The
lights from inside brightly lit up the dingy corridor, slamming the door noisily
as I carried my love to her new home, alone at last, away from the prying eyes
of others. I had furnished the room for what I thought I might need, hoping
that Jessica would succumb to my love for her and respond in kind, but not
taking any chances and building various pieces that I could use to bind her
tightly. I knew that this would be required at first. I had planned on taking
her virginity of her mouth, pussy and asshole while she was bound. I knew she
would at first protest these actions but as soon as she found out how excellent
of a lover I was, she would soon welcome and participate in fulfilling my
desires.
I placed her in the upholstered wooden chair I had secured. The seat
was thickly cushioned, but the arms and back were heavy oak wood and I had
secured it tightly to the floor, not wanting my love to tip over and hurt
herself. The arms and back had numerous boards, which would allow me to move
her bondage around, forcing her body into various positions, each one allowing
more intimate access to her sex. My cock was already hard in anticipation. I
had a desire to use her mouth, but I knew that this would be the most dangerous
as she would have a chance to bite me. I would do this later when I could
either force her if necessary to comply with my wishes or she did so because of
her love for me.
I grabbed the heavy, hemp rope and began tying her arms first. I had
chosen this type of rope because the victim felt so helpless bound in such
formidable rope. While I knew it would be painful, I knew that I would have to
possess my love fully first before she would succumb to my desires and a little
pain would be a small price she would have to pay to finally achieve her finest
love. I tied her arms to the armrests at both the wrist and elbow, wanting to
keep her arms pinned tightly, her breasts now open and available to the caresses
of my hands and lips. Her legs were next, my cock twitching in anticipation as
my hands ran sensuously over naked legs as I began to secure them. I started
with her ankles, tying them tightly to the lower portion of the legs. Later, I
would move them up the chair legs, forcing her up and open, allowing me complete
access to her naked pussy and asshole. Her knees were tied to the same legs but
higher up. This gave her legs a spread of over two feet, her skirt pulled
tightly now almost bursting at the seams.
I saw her eyes fluttering, her breathing shallow, as she slowly began to
regain consciousness. Her eyes opened wide, her arms and legs struggled against
the ropes as she finally realized her dilemma. "What the fuck is goin' on," she
yelled. Her eyes looked down at the ropes then up at me. "I know you, untie me
this instant, what are you some kinda pervert?"
My anger overcame me and my hand shot out and smacked her across the
face, her head turning to the side from the force of the blow. Where had she
learned such terrible language, I thought. My sweet virgin girl had a dark side
to her. This might be more difficult then I thought. My temper slowly simmered
down, my composure regained. "If you behave yourself, Jessica, you will not be
hurt. But if you try my patients, I can be very evil and you will suffer the
consequences."
The shocked look in her face from the slap was unbelievable. I had
caught her attention. The defiant look she had only seconds before had suddenly
disappeared and was replaced by the look of fear. Her arms and legs still
struggled against the rope. "Please, don't hurt me. If you let me go, I
wouldn't tell anyone," her voice pleading with me.
"You are going to be my guest for a while, dear Jessica. If you
cooperate, it will go easy on you. If you do not, I can make your stay very
difficult and painful."
I saw her lips moving, but no words coming out, struggling with the
right words, afraid to offend, but unsure of what was happening. "What do you
want with me, I was always nice to you? Please let me go."
"I am in love with you Jessica. You are the most beautiful woman on
this earth and I must have you for my own," I blurted out, wanting to hear it
sounded aloud. I looked for a change of expression on her, but she just stared
at me, a blank look on her face. "You will learn to love me as I love you. You
will learn to enjoy are lovemaking."
Shock on her face, her voice yelled out, "you're fuckin' crazy. I
wouldn't fuck you for anything never mind loving you. You belong in the nut
house." I could see the expression on her face that she realized quickly that
this was not the response I was looking for. My face turned red, gripping my
fists, trying to get a hold of my temper. I let my breathing settle down,
taking in deep breaths.
I moved behind her, placing a gag over her mouth quickly before she
could even murmur a protest. If your mouth is going to continually throw out
that type of rubbish, I will have to silence you for a while until I have a use
for it." My hands ran down her face, her skin so soft, her body trembling in
fear now, her protests now silenced. "My little girl, so sweet." She began to
squirm in the chair now as my hands moved lower, down her neck until it reached
the opening of her silk blouse, my fingers gently rubbing around the opening. I
reached down slowly unbuttoning the buttons, one at a time, slowly revealing her
cleavage, her bra pushing her breasts up high. She squirmed, trying to dislodge
my hands, but the ropes effectively held her tight. I watched as her breasts
jiggled as she moved, my hands moving down for the final button.
I rubbed my cock against her shoulder as I pulled her blouse back to the
side and from her skirt. "Can you feel me, Jessica? My cock is going to make
love to you soon. Wouldn't that feel good, a big cock in your virgin pussy?" I
took a pair of scissors and carefully cut the blouses sleeves and the shoulders,
allowing the remnants to fall to the floor. My love was now squirming in the
chair, her bra the only thing between my fingers and the sweet nipples I would
find beneath it. She was moaning into the gag, her body still twisting,
fighting me. Soon she would tire and become more docile. My hands reached down
to her bra-enclosed breasts, her squirming becoming more profound as I slowly
grabbed the half-naked flesh, my fingers pushing into the soft flesh. I pushed
up from the bottom, forcing the flesh out of the top, almost able to make out
the nipples. I tightened my grip, feeling the flesh move about inside the
restraint. "Such nice tits, Jessica. Soon I will be sucking on your nipples,
making them hard."
My hand reached inside each of the bra cups, encircling the naked flesh
for the first time, my cock rubbing back and forth against her shoulder,
masturbating my cock on her. I grabbed each nipple between my fingers,
tightening on the hard nub. She wants me, her nipples are hard from my touch, I
thought. I pinched hard, feeling her body clench in pain. "You like that, you
like me playing with your nipples, Jessica," my cock ready to explode in my
pants as it rubbed against her. I needed some release and I needed it soon. I
could fuck her later, when I get hard again. But her tits were so lovely. I
could fuck them. I could nestle my cock between them until I came on my love.
"You don't need this, I will keep you warm baby," the scissors making
her bra into shredded cloth in no time flat. A few snips here and there and it
fell to the floor. My hands shot out to her naked tits, massaging and rubbing
the young flesh, feasting in the beauty of them. They were beautiful. So firm,
standing up with barely a sag in spite of their size. Her nipples, a light pink
framed by her dark brown areolas, the rest of her naked breasts multi colored,
tanned where they were exposed to the sun, an alabaster white where a small
bikini topped just barely covered her nipples. Her movements became more
intense as I roughly manhandled her breasts, turning red from my fingers, my
passion taking over, unable to control the lust I felt for her.
I stepped back and slowly began to undress. "Watch me or else!" I
slipped off my shirt, the pants following. I watched her eyes as she stared at
my cock, bulging out of my shorts. My hand reached down and grabbed it, fisting
it through the material. "Yes, this is all for you my love." I pulled down my
shorts, standing naked before her, my cock now fully erect, precum already
glistening on the head, my balls hanging, swollen in lust. "Lean back a little,
darling. I'm going to fuck your tits."
I felt her body shiver as my hot cock pushed between her breasts, my
hands pushing on the sides, slowly engulfing my large organ between them. I
pushed my thumbs down on her nipples as I did, rubbing back and forth over them,
feeling them swell in anticipation. I pushed up on my hips, my cock sliding
effortlessly through her bulging breast meat, her sweat and my pre-cum providing
the necessary lubrication. "Look down at my cock, baby, I want you to see me
fucking your tits." I released one of her breasts long enough to force her head
down, her chin and mouth only inches from the head of my cock. I could feel her
hot breath, even thought her mouth was gagged, my cock jerking in their confines
of her breasts. "Don't move, I am going to shoot very quickly, your lovely body
makes me so hot. You will be punished if you disobey me."
She looked so lovely, naked from the waist up, my cock tightly within
her naked breasts, my fingers playing with her hard nipples, her head bowed in
submission, her mouth only inches from my cock. I began to push my cock back
and forth between her tits, fucking with my hips, making her take hard deep
strokes. Her breasts began to turn red from my grip, but I did not care. I
could feel the cum beginning to churn up from my balls. I fucked faster, my
cock pushing painfully beneath her chin as I began to cum. "Yes, baby, take my
cum like a good girl, yes, her it comes, don't move now, make me happy."
The first load of cum shot out in ropes of hot liquid, shooting onto the
gag, quickly soaking it, the excess running down her chin. The first load
allowed me to fuck her harder, now sliding along my cum covered cock as I shot a
second load, almost as big as the first. "You're so good, Jessica. We are
going to be so good together. Soon I will make you cum with me." My cock
continued to pump between her breasts, shooting a third and finally a fourth
load of cum on my love. I had been saving my cum for the last couple of days,
abstaining from my usual jerking off each day, wanting to please Jessica with my
semen. I looked at her face, her movements frozen as I covered her mouth and
chin with my essence.
I slowed my movements as my cock began to soften, my hands releasing
their tight grip on her breasts, hearing her sigh of relief. My cock flopped
down as my hand left her breasts, springing back to their fullness, now covered
in a glistening glow of sweat and cum. I could see her trying to breathe
through her nose trying to keep the overpowering smell and taste of my cum from
entering her mouth.
"I am pleased with you Jessica, my love. You please me well with your
body. Let us continue. If you behave, I will make you cum with my tongue and
eat out your pussy," my hands reaching down for the scissors, the skirt ready to
go next. "Go ahead, fight all you want, Jessica, but you are mine." My fingers
pushed tightly into her naked thighs, her skirt riding high up her naked legs,
here thighs tightening from my touch. Her naked breasts heaved on her chest, my
cum drying on them. I pushed out on her legs, opening them more as my fingers
reached between her legs, her panties the only thing keeping me from her naked
cunt. I snipped the skirt with the scissors along the edge, the tearing of the
fabric ringing out in the room. A cut at the waist and the skirt fell
harmlessly to the floor, Jessica now bound tightly to the chair, her legs
spread, tied open. I inhaled her scent, my cock rising in response to the smell
of fresh pussy. She might be protesting my taking of her body, but I would bet
that her pussy was already wet in anticipation. Could my sweet Jessica be a
slut, loving being taken against her will?
My head bent down between her thighs, my tongue licking up her naked
thighs. I could feel her legs clenching and unclenching against the ropes
holding her spread open for me, unable to prevent me from having my way with
her. I inhaled her sweet scent, a mix of perfume, sweat and primal sex. Her
taste was salty as I lay a wet streak along her thighs, moving up higher until
reaching her panty covered crotch. I could almost see a faint trace of wetness
on them, not sure if it was because she was aroused her scared and had allowed
some of her piss to escape. I did not care. Either way I would enjoy her
taste. My tongue touched her panties and her body shuddered, an electricity
running through her body as she was forced to allow my oral ministrations of her
sex. I straightened out my tongue into a mini cock and pushed it into the folds
of her sex, pushing her panties into her pussy. I could taste the musty taste
as I penetrated her pussy as far as the panties would allow, moving it up and
down her pussy opening, feeling it clenching down on it, hoping to prevent any
farther insertion.
My hands reached out, pushing underneath her body, grabbing that ass
that had made my cock so hard as it swayed down the hall, pulling it up higher.
She pushed against me but my superior strength and the bondage allowed me to
have my way with her, forcing her pussy farther into my tongue.
"MMMMGGGHH," her head still shaking in protest, a faint sheen of sweat
glowing on her near naked body as she fought me. Jessica always loved sex, but
she did not engage in oral or anal sex. She had never sucked a cock before,
always afraid that her partner would shoot into her mouth. She did not allow
anyone to lick her pussy, afraid she would be sending the wrong message to her
partner that she would be willing to reciprocate. And anal sex was completely
out, an unnatural act performed by gay partners.
My cock loved her half-hearted attempt to fight me. I loved my woman
submissive, but a bit of reluctance on their part always excited me more.
"Fight me, Jessica, soon you will be cumming on my tongue." My hands tightened
on her ass cheeks, feeling the taut muscles. "I must taste your juices," my
hands grabbing the flimsy garment and hearing the tearing sound fill the room as
her panties disappeared into a pile of useless cloth to scatter onto the floor
with the rest of her clothes. I leaned back, wanting to take in the beauty of
my love before me, naked, trembling in fear, open for whatever I desired. I had
planned for so long for this moment and I wanted to savor the moment. I might
have just cum between her tits only minutes before but it felt like I was ready
to burst like I had not cum for months.
My hands roamed freely over her body, feeling her heaving breasts,
hearing her gasp beneath the gag as I pinched her nipples too hard, moving down
her stomach, over the flat plane of her abdomen, down her thighs, but always
teasing her pussy. I grazed it gently with my fingers, feeling her body shudder
as I did, teasing the juices from her body. "You want this, don't you Jessica.
You protest, but your body is betraying you." I looked up at her pleading eyes,
tears running from them, murmurs of protest coming from her gagged mouth, her
head moving back and forth in protest. I could wait no longer, my head moving
between her thighs again, this time my tongue outstretched, wanting to taste the
nectar of my love.
It felt like a jolt of electricity hit both of our bodies as my tongue
poked between her pussy lips, my fingers pulling the petals apart, revealing her
open sex. I tasted the salty flavor of her juices, my tongue lapping at them
like I was trying to quench my thirst. Her hips began to move, the rope
preventing any urgent movement, but allowing a gently rolling. It almost felt
like she was urging her thighs farther apart, opening her mound to my oral
ministrations of her sex. My tongue ran up and down her spread slit, lapping up
the juices flowing freely from her. I tightened my tongue and pushed it inside
her vagina, feeling it open, welcoming it. As I pushed deeper inside her, my
tongue rasping along her pussy walls, she tightened on it, trapping it tightly
inside. I couldn't pull it out even if I had wanted to. I let her trap my
tongue, her surrender to me making my cock almost burst. I reached down and
stroked it, almost ready to shoot again as I did.
My fingers moved up higher, to where her clit was still hiding. I
pulled my tongue from her vagina, it popping out with an audible sound that
could be heard by both of us. I could see her face turn red in shame, her
wantonness humiliating her. I peeled back her clit hood with my fingers, her
clit now exposed to the cool air of the room. It was dark red and hard already.
I breathed on it, my hot air wafting over the exposed nub, her body jumping in
response. "Wait until you feel my wet tongue on it Jessica." I could no longer
wait, my tongue shooting out and rubbing over the exposed clit, swiping at it.
My hands pulled her ass up, forcing her onto my tongue as I licked at it like a
cat with a bowl of milk. My tongue moved back and forth over it, feeling it
swell up to over twice its size, lust-taking possession of her body. I pushed
my lips down over it and began to suck it into my mouth, the hot confines of my
mouth pulling it in deeper. My tongue ran over it again, this time trapped in
my mouth. I knew she could not hold out much longer, her juices running down
her thighs to puddle on the chair beneath her.
I let go of her clit with my lips and pulled back from her body,
watching her frustrated attempts to follow me. She was so close to cumming, but
I had stopped. "You like that don't you, Jessica? I will allow you to cum, but
I have one more thing to do. I want to taste your asshole." The urgent shaking
of her body protested my intentions, but she was in no position to argue the
point. My hands reached down to where she her legs were tied to the chair. I
untied one leg at a time and re-tied them, this time higher up the chair leg.
This raised her ass up from the chair slightly, her delicate asshole now
exposed. My tongue slowly ran over her naked ass cheeks, each time circling
closer and closer to the tiny dot that was her asshole. I could smell the
pungent scent of her asshole and see it attempting to clench closed.
"If you think my tongue is bad, wait until you feel my cock pushing deep
inside your back passage. Your pussy might now be virginal, but I am almost
willing to bet that nobody has ever gotten you to give up your asshole to his
cock. I will be your first to feel the pleasure of your hot and tight asshole
sucking the cum from my balls." My fingers pulled on the edges of her asshole,
pulling her open, fighting her clenching body. My tongue touched the opening
hole, rubbing sensuously over it, slobbering on it. I felt her body bucking up
and down, painfully fighting the ropes holding her sweet body open for my evil
tongue. But her asshole was mine, my tongue now running over it, unencumbered
by her struggles to stop me. I pushed it inside her, my fingers pulling open
the edges wider, her sphincter unable to stop the penetration, only able to grip
it tightly as I plunged inside her. My cock jerked in anticipation to the time
it would feel the grip of her sphincter on it as it fucked her. I pulled on the
lips of her asshole, stretching them, hearing her moaning in pain as she was
forcefully opened wider then she had ever been.
Tears fell from her eyes freely now, the pain of the stretching of her
asshole and the shame of having to submit to such a perverse act overcoming all
of her emotions. I imagine how she must feel now, allowing me to run my tongue
up her asshole, unable to prevent the rape of her tiny asshole by my tongue.
I continued to run my tongue in and out of her tiny asshole, feeling her
sphincter clenching and unclenching on it. "Do you want to cum, Jessica? My
mouth moved back up to her pussy, running up the entire slit of her pussy before
reaching her clit again. She might not have liked what my tongue did to her
asshole, but her clit was still hard and erect, ready for whatever my tongue
would do to it again. I did not disappoint her, my lips sucking the hard bud
into my mouth again, stretching it out, the suction forcing it deep inside, my
tongue ready and willing to bath it again. Her body jerked in response,
accepting the tongue-lashing.
If she was going to cum, she was going to cum my way. My fingers moved
down to her wet and exposed asshole, pushing against the clenched asshole. I
felt her body attempt to stop its intrusion, but my continued tongue bathing of
her clit prevented all except a half-hearted attempt. I felt her asshole relax,
my finger taking the opportunity and gradually slide effortlessly along the
saliva coated passage. First up to the first knuckle, allowing her the chance
to accept the finger penetrating her back passage for the first time, feeling
her sphincter clenching and unclenching. As she relaxed I pushed again, this
time my finger not stopping until it was firmly buried up her asshole, my
knuckles banging against her anus. Again the frenzied tightening on my fingers
and then the final surrender. I moved my finger around inside her, rubbing
harshly against her linings, making her accept my power over her body.
"Now you may cum, Jessica, but you will cum with my finger up your ass."
My tongue again began to slap at her clit as I sucked it into my mouth. Her
body jerked in response, my finger in her ass doing the same, reminding her of
my power over her body. I felt her body surrender to my mastery of her body as
she allowed me freedom to do as I please, forcing her to ride my finger and
tongue into an orgasm.
I had wished I hadn't gagged her when the orgasm hit her, I would have
loved to hear her scream in pleasure, but there would be time for that later.
Even with the gag, her scream was loud enough. Her body shook and tore at her
bondage, her skin turning red as she tried to clench her thighs together and
trap my finger and tongue between them. I watched as her body shuddered in
orgasm, her pussy juice gushing out, running down between her legs and running
over the finger I had in her asshole. I took advantage of the opportunity and
using her juices, forced a second finger sharply and painfully up her asshole
until both were fully embedded into her clenching asshole. This sent a second,
more powerful orgasm through her body, her asshole squeezing all of the blood
from my fingers as they clenched on the duel digits inside her. My tongue
continued to rub over the now sensitive clit, preventing her from stopping the
multiple orgasms running through her body.
I could feel her body continue to shake in orgasms, there must have been
at least five. Each time her body would begin to slump down, I would force a
new one from her, sucking harder on her clit and even going so far as to bite
the swollen clit painfully the last time, twisting my fingers inside her
asshole, spreading her open wider, rubbing her sphincter, each time thrilling
her again with a new perverse pleasure. Finally her body slumped in the chair,
unable to go any farther. Her breathing was rapid and shallow, her chest
heaving in lust, her body drenched in sweat. Her sex was soaked in her juices
and my saliva, her asshole still opened despite the withdrawal of my fingers.
Her asshole fought my fingers from leaving, now wanting to be filled.
