Kevin winced as a montage of images flashed across his vision: Brian, hands rested on the back of her head, forcing her mouth down on him, choking her: Her beneath him, her nails raking his back, as he thrusts deep inside of her: Alessa bent over a table, hands balled as he held her by the hips and thrusts, hard and fast into her, cumming across her back. As Brian said, Alessa was his pet...
Alessa, fearing Kevin’s outburst, forced an easy smile: "Kevin, it's getting late. I think we should leave.” She said, tugging at Brian’s arm. "Let’s go, baby. The party is over." Brian, holding her hand, nodded and they walked straight towards the door.
Alessa was taken by Brian to the hotel entrance. Brian waved over a valet and gave him a ticket and they waited for the car to arrive. She took the
