Shannon awoke to warm, muscular arms holding her and her faced pressed against a chest dusted with dark, curly hair. Fingers traced the length of her spine and into the cleft of her buttocks. Her rectum felt full again but when she reached back to see why Mike grabbed her wrist and stopped her.
"Easy," he ordered. "Just relax."
Mentally shaking herself to wakefulness from the warm cocoon of sleep into which she'd fallen, she next realized tow more things. Very important things. She was wearing the leather cuffs on her wrists again although they weren't fastened to anything else. And Mike's c**k, sheathed in latex, was filling every inch of her cunt. When she moved her legs, which were spayed across Mike's, she found a hard-bodied male holding them apart,
"Adam put the plug back in while
