When they parted, she sat back in the chair her breath coming quickly. Calling upon absolute certainty that if she was ever going to escape it had to be now, she swallowed hard and shook her head, “No, Travis, please understand. I can’t. I can’t. I have little children. They need me. I love them.”
“Two more things,” Travis said. She shot a glance at the phone. “Two things, then I’ll dial it for you.”
She knew it was useless to refuse, and she felt sure he would keep his word. “All right,” she said, “just two.”
He moved close to her, standing so that his crotch was even with her face. He spread his legs. “Unzip me and take it out,” he said. “Then just hold it and look at it.”
Her hands trembled as she struggled with the zipper. His huge c**k was engorged but not fully hard.
