Fox had put a cd on, some sort of Mozart-type shit. Fox took a seat directly across from her in a director’s type chair. She was not prepared to know just yet. I bought you a little present today. “Take it, Hil…suck my tit. Moving her hands slowly off Hilary’s neck, down her chest, Janine grasped both tits and squeezed, turning her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Fox jumped out of his chair, raced over to the couch and grabbed a handful of Hilary’s hair, yanking her head back hard against the pillow. His balls were cupped underneath his dick in a cage-like ring. Her hips continued to rock uncontrollably up and down. Someone was standing behind her and they were about to feel her up. If she had been willingly into S&M, she would have to admit that she fit the part perfectly. Fox was demented.
