Miss Goddess takes your hand in hers and kneels down. Her fingers aren’t still, she is stroking you. “No no no no..” before I can finish screaming no, something is pushed inside. You interrupt her and tell her to cut it off. The masked woman leans back and rests her arm on the armrest of the couch… “We should do this again… trying to shake off the images in your head… and I won’t have a word from you.” With that I am gagged with that I assume is a ball gag. “Tell me, what was your bet on me? I don’t have clothes to get back to my room. Oh my god… taking in everything. “I would love to continue this conversation, but I am a little tired and this chair isn’t too comfortable. She tries to turn away… You know it is a bad idea but you pick up the phone and dial my number. I wrap my lips tighter around your cock and suck harder as she increases the speed of licking my cunt. And kiss me again. You turn her to face me while you do it.
