“Your name is Anna, right?”. I knelt there, face in the couch, ass in the air and I couldn’t help but feel aroused. XXX Robberts?”. I walked passed my door to the living room, seeing the marks on it where a lock had once been. What had I done? I didn’t want to be here, knelling like a slave in my own living room. I began my nightly routine, removing all of my clothes and placing them in the hamper. I watched him as he left the room, cum still dripping out of his softening member and splattering all over my floor. Immediately his throbbing hard cock broke free slapping me in the face. “And I have just as much say on what happens in this building as my Dad does.” I watched him approach me, his bulge growing to quite the size, his pants seemed
