The missle was red and angry now. As he did he reached over and rubbed the small end of the device in her brown eye. And left it to dry. The crazy thing is that the pain added to the thrill. She could feel the wetness down below. Mark tied her to a rack. And lipstick. Shit. She was flushed at the rough treatment, but she also felt the familiar wetness down at the sex. Mark knew a girl. As he did he reached over and rubbed the small end of the device in her brown eye. She began to repeat phrases from the other night. And left it to dry. He kept her on her hands and knees and led her out on the balcony. Was this just a one night stand? Mark took a step back. She was on her back with her legs up in stirrups. Mark walked over to her and flopped his cock into her mouth. She wondered if her stuff was still in the hall. Knockers up! As she attempted to remove the butt plug, Mark took her hand. It was a different experience. It made her even more excited.
