Give them tome." She started to protest but stopped before one word got out. There wasn'tany point in asking for an explanation. Awkwardly she held her open purse inone hand while she extracted her wallet. Because her wrists were locked so close together she couldn't hand it tohim. He solved that problem by taking the wallet out of her hand. The cellphone followed, and then the last item, her key ring. It had both the apartmentdoor and car keys. He opened a drawer in the end table beside the couch anddropped them all inside. "You won't need them tonight." With no money, no phone, and no keys she wouldn't be able to sneak away oncethey left the apartment. For that matter she'd have a hard time wandering thestreet with the cuffs on too. He looked at her purse in a pointed way one moretime. "Is there anything else in there I should know about?" She looked down at her hands. How did he know? There was something, one itemthat she knew wasn't supposed to be in there. She had taken a chance. I could hear the sound of his body smacking my ass with every thrust, over, over, over again.We then began to 69 again, with him on top of me like he was earlier. I remember laying there sucking his cock and thinking that this is the real me. I just love sucking cock. We kept this up for another fifteen minutes or so before we laid side-by-side stroking each other. Eventually, I came, but he wasn't. He was rock hard, but not cumming. Finally, Dave said to me, "Baby, I have trouble cumming. I don't think it's going to happen tonight." I didn't care. I kept stroking his beautiful chocolate cock for no reason other than I loved touching it.Imagine I got to play with his cock whenever I wanted. Imagine this was my man, my boyfriend. Imagine I was his girlfriend, and just like I could play with his cock whenever he wanted, he could play with my tits whenever he wanted. With those thoughts running through my mind, I finally gave up on getting Dave to cum. We kissed and he got up to.
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