I couldn’t stop thinking about kneeling behind you and gently running my fingertips over your exposed stomach, and softly kissing your shoulders and...the nape of your glorious neck. I found myself imagining inhaling your sweet scent as my hands swept up over your lace-covered breasts to caress your throat and trace the taut skin of your clavicle. I couldn’t help myself aching to feel you push your hips back and rest my straining cock in the small of your back, its thick, pulsing shaft nestling. Instead of making me more afraid of him, it just made me more angry. He kept telling me that I would be his personal slave and that I would do anything and everything he wanted.”“How do you know he’s Tunisian?” Denise asked.“He kept talking about how his brothers in Tunisia would love me as well.” Margarete told her.Denise looked over at Tali. “Can you call your superiors?” Tali pulled her phone out and walked off to make a call.“What did this Nahir look like?” David asked. Him and Denise. More

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