Tap tap tap, someone lightly slaps my face, “wake up whore I didn’t tell you you could sleep. A whisper of feeling feathering my hair wakes me from sleep, there is a darker shadow looming above me and I startle, trying to push it away. He was still here, how did he get in. A whisper of feeling feathering my hair wakes me from sleep, there is a darker shadow looming above me and I startle, trying to push it away. I hear him start moaning as he slips further and further in, he had been using shallow thrusts but now he starts to push in until the head of his dick lodges in the top of my throat. It’s about 9 pm when a stray breeze ruffles the flames of the candles surrounding me while I soak in the steaming water of my slipper bathtub. Please I don’t know you, I haven’t done anything to you why are you hurting me this way?”
“Why, well because I like it and I can.
