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She felt light headed and logically she knew she must be hyperventilating. She pulled uselessly at the cuffs and tried to steady her breathing. The gag was easy enough to breathe around so her immediate fears of suffocation were allayed, but then a dark strip of cloth was pulled over her eyes and she tried to struggle again as this one was also knotted behind her head, blocking all light. Her next attempt at a scream came out only as a fearful whimper and she realized she was shaking. She tried to gather her thoughts. This had to be one of her roommates. She doubted Brandon, sequestered in his room with his books and music, and generally a more timid character, would have taken upon himself to accost her like this especially after she had so recently attended to his needs. She couldn’t guess based on the person’s weight, Angus being shorter and slightly stockier actually weighed about the same as the taller more muscular Sam. She also knew she couldn’t compete with either of them in terms of strength so the fact they overpowered her so easily was no clue either. But both men were supposed to be at work, for at least a few more hours. It wasn’t unheard of for them to sneak away early, and Sam sometimes worked nearby and would slip home for a sweaty ‘nooner’ if possible, so again it could be either of them. What about psychology? Angus was very dominant while Sam was unpredictable – she felt either of them could potentially pill something like this. She let out a frustrated groan as she realized she was no closer to figuring out who her unknown assailant was and until she had it figured out the lurking terror that it might actually be a stranger wouldn’t leave her mind. Tegan felt the person’s weight leave her and she immediately tried to get up from the bed again to get away teen only to have the person grab her ankles and pull her down again. She felt and heard another pair of cuffs close around her ankles but her ankles were not locked together. Her left leg was pulled and she heard another cuff close, and realized her ankle was now locked to the middle leg of her bed. A second later and her right leg was pulled and locked to the leg at the end of her bed. She heard the person step back, presumably to petite survey their handiwork. She was bent across the bed with her ankles cuffed to the legs of her bed. With her small build this spread her legs nearly as far apart as they could go, and she could tell that her ass and pussy were on display to her unknown captor. Her upper half was still face down though she had her head turned to the side, forcing herself to take deep, even breaths. She heard the door close and a rustle of fabric that told her they were still in the room with her, and undressing. A minute passed and they stepped closer to her, running their hands up the backs of her thighs and grabbing her ass cheeks. Their wandering fingers caressed her hairless slit and a finger slid inside her. She was unsurprised to learn she was wet – her reminiscing about her girlfriend while with Brandon had definitely stirred up some friskiness and there was a different kind of excitement stemming from her current predicament. Was it possible to get wet from fear, or was this actually arousing to her? She wasn’t sure. She tried to struggle, uselessly, as the person pushed a second finger inside her and worked them around a little before withdrawing. She heard the person walk around the bed and lean across, moving her head Hardcore gently to – she assumed – inspect her blindfold to make sure it was secure, then began rifling through her bedside table drawer. She grunted in protest, not knowing what they were after and feeling annoyed at blowjob the violation of her personal belongings – which was much more of an affront than the violation of her body, something she had just grown to accept as part of everyday life. The rifling stopped, but she wasn’t sure if it was because of her protest or because they found what they were looking for. If she had to guess, it was probably the lube that Angus had kindly gifted to her. To her that was another clue that this was Sam or Angus rather amateur than a genuine intruder, since both of them knew where the lube was and used it fairly regularly. This seemed like a lot of effort just to have anal sex with her considering the pornographic amount of willing use her asshole had received over the last month, but she guessed it was all part of the game to whoever was in the room with her. She cast her mind back to the first morning Angus took her while she pretended to be asleep and mused about history repeating itself. Still, there was a churning knot in her stomach, a niggling fear that this might not be a consensual game and would not be relieved until she actually knew who it was. Sharpened by her blindness her ears picked up the sound of the lube tube uncapping and was surprised to feel the cold jelly touch her pussy lips and the slippery fingers push inside her. She was confused – she knew she was wet enough to take a dick, so what the fuck was going on? I sniffled it and stuck my tongue out and licked it getting a taste. petite I wanted to breed her and cuckold Kurt so badly. You are constantly on my mind teen amateur and the three days golf is played without my full attention. I never felt such a cute pussy," he murmured and increased the speed of his thrusts. “Cup of coffee?” I asked. She began to move back and forward instinctively. "Where do those pipes go in the basement?" he asked, Hardcore indicating the underside of the sink. I reached up and kissed her and jammed my cock into her and she yelped in my mouth. That was all that magic was, manipulating the foundations blowjob of the world, the vast energies that were used to forge it, the order Krab laid down when the Gods created it. So, to try to prevent that he kept very busy.