The breaking point was I caught him spiking my drinks. Indian porn I got out of the car, walked in all tipsy and stumbling, with cum all over my face. Keeping busy was the second hardest thing about this arrangement, right after the actual physical and emotional toll the sex was having on her, and before not really having any freedom. He reached over with one hand and started feeling up my tits, pulled up my shirt and all. Like he wanted to show me off. “I’m not welching on the bet.” Tegan challenged. Two more mistakes would draw fifteen then twenty, and he’d promised her an upgrade to a larger size which was equal parts frightening and exciting – probably partially why she kept ‘forgetting’ to keep it in. “Do you need anything?”
“I… yeah, actually.”
“Give me the list, I’ve got a short day so I’ll grab it on the way back from class.” Brandon added matter-of-factly as he spooned cornflakes into his mouth. His curiosity about her body and the mysteries of the female sex seemed to have taken a back seat to him fucking her as often as possible.
