Cindy was so mad her neighbour Tom. He was being a real dick ever since she got a small tipsy and drove over his flowers lowest week. He said he had video and demanded she pay. Screw that and screw him. Even today, as she drove back from spin socio-economic class, he stormed up to her car before it was even parked. Cindy simply didn't attention as she took excess time to get out of her car.

His speech fell tacit as she got out though as his eye trailed down to her 36 DD in her push-up variation 's top. As he recovered, he demanded that they sit down and babble. Cindy dropped her keys with an oop's face. She slowly bent over giving Tom a great perspective of her tight ass in the spandex legging. Tom stared so concentrated that it looked like he could see straight through the skintight clothing. Got him. Quickly turning around Cindy swiftly accused him of sexually harassing her and she might call in the cops. Tom blustered something about he was not looking and started staring skyward. Before Tom stomped off, he said he would come over in an hour to discuss"stuff"but Cindy didn't care. She would let him in then let him wait.

Almost an minute later, she smiled to herself and quickly striptease to her birthday suit in search of a towel. The plan was simple. Invite him in, get him horny, promise him something after a shower but call the police and give his ass arrested. A couple of years in jail would fix him. Cindy found her extra minuscule towel and looked at herself in the mirror. holy place shit, she looked like sex on a stick. Her 5 foot 6 white complexions still glistened from her morning workout. The natural 36 DD mounds popped out over the top of the towel. The roundness of her butt impudence bounced a little as the towel failed to traverse the voluminosity of her body. Cindy briefly considered having sex with Tom to cement any and all charges, he was not bad looking, but quickly dismissed it and knew he would be madder this way.

Cindy appeared at the room access greeting Tom and just watched his brain melt. She made small public lecture and told him to get well-heeled. Time for the big sell, Cindy said she would show him how sorry she was after a shower then deform over to pick up something imaginary then followed up with Tom should get comfortable. Cindy walked to her sleeping accommodation knowing that Tom's entire world focused on her butt bouncing away.

In the next elbow room, Cindy quickly turned on the cascade to drown out the noise of her call. Cindy dialed 911 and was about to hit send but thought about texting a few neighbors so they could game up her story. Her sound slipped from her wet hands and slip under the backbreaking bedchamber end Bench. Well, Fuck ! She could not move it so on all four she crawled under the Bench. Swiping at her sound she sent it spiraling out into the receptive way. Now to punt out and end this grovel's life… but she could not. By all means, she could convey away his exemption but rather she could not plunk for out. Her pilus was latched onto the bench and was not coming out. One manus securing the towel and 20 minutes of franticly trying to give up her hair's-breadth with every curse and imprecate word she could manage she heard a knock.

Well fuck, if Tom came in, he was going to get an eyeful with her ass and pussy backtalk on full video display but Cindy reconsidered. Tom could relinquish her and she could go on with the plan. No one would believe him. So she screamed to Tom which came out more like a muffle.

Tom entered and quickly exclaim,"What the fuck is going on ? Why are you like that ? I can see your whoreson and everything."

Cindy, in a hostile tone, replied,"What the piece of tail does it count like ? I want you to fuck me like this ? No, I am stuck."

"You want me to visit the fire section or something ?"Tom replied as he quickly pulled out his phone and started to record. Opportunities only happen once in a lifetime.

Cindy became really silent feeling how close that affirmation was to what she was planning which made the haircloth on the back of Tom's neck prickle. Cindy knew if the police were called then she could not say he took advantage of her, plus more people would see her in this flexible position. Cindy renewed her movement and wiggled her butt to backup which was superintendent cute on video. Cindy finally replied with a sickly-sweet pure tone,"No… go get the oil in the kitchen. I think if we oil my hairsbreadth, I can get free."The alteration in tone made Tom even more occupy as he quickly recovered the wangle oil.

As he started coming back, he stepped on a phone. Looking down he saw, 911 fix to send. It all came crashing into place. Numb to what could take in happened, Tom sat down on the bench pinning Cindy."feed me your towel."Tom said flatly followed up by divergence from Cindy only for Tom to reply,"the towel will absorb the oil when I pour it down your back."A few foresightful seconds passed before a hand with a towel appeared. Tom got a little blissful with the power he had over her. Tom inspected her unadulterated hide that she must have twelvemonth perfected but he wanted to see more."archway your back as much as you can… so the oil will run down."Cindy seemed to be in full compliance as she spread her ramification and popped out her voluptuous ass even more. Her mammilla dipped down to the floor as Tom continued to tape by setting his phone on the desk."Um, there is not a lot of oil, do you have any personal oil in here ?"Cindy froze trying to think how much cooking oil she had but could not call up.

"What eccentric of oil ?"Cindy cautiously answered.

"fountainhead,"Tom fakely pondered as he looked in the nightstand,"any personal lubricator would be in force. Heck man fluid would be better to be honest,"As he pulled out some Astroglide from the nightstand. Tom finished up,"You know what ? Forget about that. We will teem and hope for the best."

As Tom poured the cooking oil across her ass buttock, the river of oil lapped over her button streaming down the straw man of her body. Tom let out an audible shtup and cracked a grin as Cindy felt the oil go every place but where it was supposed to. Tom quickly claimed he could fix this by putting his workforce on her tits to massage the oil in making sure none could be salvaged. Cindy just screamed, wailed, and slammed her free deal down as she became more of a mess.

Tom stopped only after her body was completely slippery from her anus to her engorged knocker. Apparently, all that nipple swordplay had done something to Cindy. Halfway through, her screams turned from uncongenial to trivial groan and biting of her backtalk. She would never accept she was turned on. Tom stopped when Cindy's breathing space started to become annoy and her pelvis started to agitate against his blue jean.

"OK. That did not ferment. Time for architectural plan B. I figure as long as we get a hand full of lube then I can give up and free you."The only response was Cindy trying to catch up with her breath and clamping her peg together to keep an orgasm. Without another Book, Tom used his finger's breadth starting at her anus and moved it through her dispirited lip. Cindy just froze as if processing what happened. Tom increased the speed and started dipping into her twat as this broke the spell on Cindy. Cindy started bucking around cursing but less so after spending so a great deal of her vitality. The oil helped his fingerbreadth glide degraded and faster. Her legs began to quiver as her hands franticly searched to stop the invading digit into her hole. Once lubricated inside and out, Tom introduced a second digit to the mix, and Cindy's responds was to yaup and grab her thighs. To be honest, Cindy was pouring like a fount when a near-ear crippling orgasm ripped Cindy's psyche from her body. Her body kept shaking while Tom kept pumping her love muscles to the max.

"OK, IT 'S DONE, tinker's dam IT. IT IS DONE !"screamed Cindy."You got enough stuff on your hands to resign me."Tom just smirked. Tom jokingly replied,"Are you sure enough, I think I could get a piddling more."Then pressed his fingers deep inside her as the pussy brawn clinched for dear lifespan. Only then did he remove them.

With a slimy finger's breadth, he placed it on her brown eye. Whatever euphory Cindy was feeling stopped as a cold pall ran up her spine start at her ass. After the finger had not moved for the longest second Cindy replied,"OK, um can you reach inside and free my hair ?"

Tom replied emptily,"That seems like a lot of employment. Why not just release the side pins and the shock will come up ?"That opened a totally new round of golf of yelling from Cindy but as she thrashed, the finger started to slowly participate her ass. Her shift totally from Tom's view and Cindy became still again after feeling the pressure. Tom continued unphased."You know what ? The blamed thing happened when I when to get the oil. I tripped on your phone."If Cindy was still this was if she was utterly. Tom continued after a legal brief note,"It was dialed to 911 before you got stuck. You weren't going to telephone the cops on short old me where you ?"

Cindy started to bluster and shift but quickly stopped with every apparent movement increased the depth of the anal digit. She broke down and told him her whole plan without much persuasion. After that Cindy, in her sickly-sweet articulation asked to be forgiven. Tom's response was quick and removed his finger.

"Do I forgive you ? Sure."Cindy sigh and secretly planned her revenge. To her dismay, Tom continued,"Will your pop forgive you for making a porn and confessing to trying to imprison a person ?"

"You can't ! He pays for this place, he won't care and will kick back me out…"Too late for Cindy to realize she had given him more ammo to ruin her life."

"How about this Sister Alpha Omega Alpha chemical group chat ?"Cindy's soundbox just fell to the floor as he continued,"I mean I have already transferred all your contacts so maybe one mass content ?"

"OK, you won… I will pay for your heyday. Just get me out and you will never listen from me again."Cindy sounded defeated.

"Oh, are we negotiating ?"As Tom removed his clothing,"How about you supplant them by handwriting next Saturday ?"

"Sure"agreeing to anything.

"In lingerie at 6 in the morning ?"Tom modified the agreement.

"Fuck no !"was the response from under the couch.

"Hey, your mom texted you about your course credit card bill ? Should I tell her to go F her ego and then video chat ?"

"OK, you win. lingerie and gardening."

"No, that was the deal before you said no. Now it is intimate apparel and gardening with a unmanned vibrator."Only silence survey but he knew she had agreed."Great talking with you about that neighbour. Now how about the trying to mail me to jail."

Cindy whimpered,"I didn't mean it. I was even thinking about having sex with you."

"Oh, you want to have sex ? Like now ? And for the succeeding six months ? I say jumping, you say how high-pitched. I don't like what you wear, you strip right in front of me. You do whatever and whoever I say ?"Tom capitalized with a slap on the ass.

Silence. zilch but silence.

Tom got up and started to walk away saying over his shoulder."I have a few phone calls to make and don't worry, the fire department will be one of my last."

In a belittled voice, Cindy struggled to say,"Six months and we are even ? No chain and you will erase everything ? I am like your sex buckle down ?"

Tom called back from the doorway,"No, you are my everything slave for six calendar month. I will not erase anything but I won't display anything and we don't have to talk ever again. All you have to do right now is make me conceive that you want to have sex with me veracious now."

In a susurration,"Can we delight have sex ?"

"piece of ass that. See you later. Maybe on the news or something."

"STOP !"Cindy took a deep breath in and started to wiggle her ass,"I need your cock in my pussy… right now. Just unloosen me ok ?"

Tom walked back over and positioned himself behind,"Nope, I like you like that."Placing the tip of his dick at the entrance of her vagina and started to hold pressure.

"Put on a rubber before you …"but Cindy was quickly cut off with a smack to her ass.

"You don't tell me anything. In fact, for the next six months, you can never use a safety with any of your partners. If your boyfriend wants to cum then tell him to do it on your face or ass or something."Tom angrily grabbed her hips. Slipping his six-inch member halfway in before adding,"If you dictate anything you are going to suffer Sir Thomas More and Thomas More of your right. Now, start moaning bitch."

With that Tom, started to push his pecker in and out in a slow beat. Cindy's only responded was to spread her ass face and start moaning. Kicking it into in high spirits gear, Tom started driving deeper and deeper into her wet hole as Cindy's moans became more animalistic. The only apprehensible discussion was the repeated,"Fuck fuck ass make out get laid fuck fuck…"

Already balls deep in this bitch, he crossed her arms gaining more leverage to wear out her pussy for weeks after. With his free arm, he reached under to catch one teat and pitched. If he thought Cindy could not get any crazier, he was wrong. Her metrical unit started to thrash and her hint came out in little gasp. The walls of her pussy clamped down with cold-blooded strength on his tool. Just when he thought he could not call for it anymore he pushed his dick so hard he thought he could pass on her throat and exploded inside her. Like a disconsolate wormhole, she took all his gob.

Out of breathing place, Tom lay inside his new conquest and he felt pussy muscle continue to squeeze around his still grueling cock… then she exploded with a gusher of liquidness squirting in every focal point. A perch pitch screeching escape Cindy as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body became gimp to the feeling. Every twitch of Tom's dick sent a new undulation of orgasms shuttering through her body. The soft-touch of her pap was like electricity to her soul. shadow soon came for Cindy as she passed out from the Wave of pleasure, she could not keep up with and her body lay limp on the floor.

Tom was a slight business organization about what he had just done to this wretched girl but banished the idea when he saw the cost increase and pin of her breathing. Pulling out the satisfied woman, he headed over to his sound. Yep, it caught the entire thing. He was going to consume fun showing Cindy later. Perhaps restrained by forget me drug on the lounge with a vibrator to hold her fellowship. Oh the wondrous matter he could do with her and to her but initiatory freedom for her and musical accompaniment for his headphone.

Popping the position latches of the bench, the cushion could be rotated. Her tomentum was a good deal in the springs but salvageable. Looking at the newly freed Cindy in her raw form of oily and stickiness, he placed her in the bed. She remained there an hour later when Tom came back. Tom lightly shook her to wake her from her slumber.

"I had the weirdest dream…"Cindy sleepily said.

"Tell me about it later. It's time to earn your freedom."Was the response she heard as she opened her heart blanket to see a naked Tom with a massive boner pointed at her.

"Oh fuck…"Cindy replied.

Tom laid down on the clean slope of the bed,"Get on top slut. turnaround cowgirl, now."

Cindy was tired, gluey, and was remembering all the atrocious decision and scourge that led to this spot. Then she remembered the monster orgasm she had. Slowly she got on top of Tom, straddling both sides of him. Looking across to the table, she saw a camera obviously recording her in her submissive DoS. This was her life-time for the next six months she guessed. The fucking she could get use to but everything else she was unsure about. Snapped out of her delusional thought, she heard the command the camera wants a proficient display so she better orgasm. The"or else"was implied. Tom wanted a appearance showing her being a bequeath spouse. Fuck it, she was sore but she could use another orgasm.

Mounting Tom's prick in her twat was a little challenging. Just the tip at first and bouncing up and down. Her hand circled around her clitoris as she felt the flame inside her twat ignite. She hoped Tom would not rush her but instead, his hands massaged her boob. Somehow teasing the now very set up nipples. Fuck, if that was not a direct line to her pussy command center. Tom's gumshoe was making fast procession going deeper in her. In a moment, she managed to fathom out. She needed another here and now to adjust to his size but thought he would just pop out labourer hammering away but again she was pleasantly surprised as one mitt kept massaging her breast while the other one matched her hand rubbing her clitoris. Raising up and down on his humanness felt right as she rolled her hips to make it touch every spot inside her. Tom's hands replication to her tits squeezing the nipples. He wasn't pulling on them but rather her up and down apparent motion was causing the firework to go off in her straits. She kept making eye contact with the camera as she imagined watching later while sucking on Tom's shaft. What the fuck ? Had she just started imagining her doing intimate things to a guy she wanted gone ? Her cunt walls started tightening around his shaft. Her eyes started to rove to the back of her head and her breathing started doing this uncanny affair. Like she had forgotten how to rest at all. She had never gotten off this fast before with a man but damn the flood gates just open up as the sexual climax tore out of her. Holy fuck that was good but she sensed it was not over as Tom's cock kept pumping. A lower mummer of no, no, no nos came from Cindy's pharynx. Maybe she could get another orgasm but she felt him tighten up and release a mountain of sperm inside her. As soon as she knew he was done, she dismounted to lap the dick that did her so well. She never did this but she was doing this now .