Courtney sat in the closet, thighs pressed against her breasts, bound, gagged, and dripping.
Alex heard a sharp rap at the door. He had rescheduled with Zoe at the last minute, and she must’ve come early. Not that he minded. Their weekly visits had turned into increasingly filthy fuck sessions, so the extra time would be well spent. Alex got up to let Zoe in, ready to grab her, turn her around and take her right there in the entry way. He opened the door, devilish grin...Read On