When he came, he clamped both hands on her head, holding her in place. He didnt so much groan as roar with each ejaculation as Red squirmed and struggled weakly and made squeals and squeaks of objection and outrage, very real-sounding but utterly fake. She knew what he liked.
Mmmm
Claudia smiled sleepily and laid her head on his thigh. She was still naked and handcuffed, kneeling beside him. There was a big folded towel under her, protecting her knees from the cold, hard kitchen floor. Hed dried her hair, but the ends were still a little damp, and they tickled the back of her neck whenever she moved her head. I dont know if I can eat two breakfasts in one morning.
Just a little, Red, he urged. Come on, now.
She straightened up and opened her mouth for the forkful of Western
