"When I feel that pretty pussy of yours clenching, I don't want it around my fingers."
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Alison Collins is a young woman who came to San Diego to party. But fate has other plans with her as it lets h...
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I feel my heartbeat rising when I notice what he just pulled out of the drawer and grab the bag of ice cubes a little harder, looking at him anxiously.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. You'll extensively enjoy yourself." Chris speaks up as he notices my worried expression.
I gulp hard, just nodding at him.
He carries me over towards the bed and when we reach it, he places me gently on top of it. I feel my heartbeat rising every minute, not knowing what he has on his mind. Eventually, he takes the bag of ice cubes out of my now sweaty hands and places it on the wooden bedside table before turning back to stand right in front of me.
"Strech your hands out." he demands.
I do as he wants me to and watch him chain up my wrists with one of the ties, not too hard but at the same time also not too gentle. He takes the second tie and looks into my eyes, scanning my emotions.
"Do you trust me?" he questions.
I just nod, biting my bottom lip in the process.
"I'll need your words in this one, sweetheart." he says with a low voice while stroking a strand of hair behind my ear.
"I trust you." I whisper.
"Then close your eyes."
I look at him one more time before eventually closing them, immediately feeling the sleek material of the second tie over my eyes. After knotting it he wraps my tied hands over his head and pulls me up again by my thighs, only to put me on the bed again, but this time laying me down in the middle of it.
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Chris positions my hands above my head, telling me to keep them there before I feel his lips hovering over mine. I slightly move my head up to close the small distance between us but when he notices my attempt he moves away, enough so that I can't reach him. A desperate whimper escapes my lips when I push my head back in the sheets.
