The bottle had no label. She watched him pour the bubbly liquid into the glasses…handing one to each of them. Porn Act like a lady, would ya?”
“What are you doing, John? The sweetness tickled at her tongue and awakened her senses. “Welcome, welcome…may I take your coat sir?”
John gave it to him and took her hand as the elf/man led them to a room. She wrenched at her arms and pulled up with her legs, struggling against the bindings. They were hanging on to this relationship by little threads. She moaned. Christ.”
Diane reached to the radio and tuned in on a classic rock station. It had to be this place. Act like a lady, would ya?”
“What are you doing, John? Two hands grabbed at her breasts, massaging them and flicking at her already erect nipples. Shocked and humiliated by the sudden bursts of pleasure that were racking her body, she stifled the moans behind the cock that slid over her tongue. “Now don’t make a sound. Why are you doing this? She sometimes felt she was choosing between her pride and his “need” and she wasn’t going
