“Stop playing with yourself,” Silk commanded. Quickly, Lisa withdrew her fingers and, once more, clasped her hands in front of her. She bowed her head.
I heard the front door open and close, but no one else seemed to notice. Silk spit in his hand and smeared the spittle over his c**k as he continued to stroke it. “All that talking has got you hot like it always does, right?”
“Yes, honey. I’m very wet.”
“Well, if you’re so goddamn excited, how about you take my prick up your ass and another prick in your mouth? Two at once?”
She glanced fearfully at Rafti, “Not...not...” she began.
“No, not Rafti.”
Obviously relieved, she turned back toward Silk, “You know I belong to you. You know I’ll do whatever you say.”
“Well, come here then.” He pointed to the floor in front of him. “
