I lay there on top of her for a long while, feeling her gently sobbing as my cock began to shrink and eventually slip from her cunt. Sex I asked her if she wanted me to take her to the gala event where she was headed before our little detour. I forced a second finger into her tight pussy and now reamed her slowly. She again tried to spit at me, but this time her spittle simply drooled down her chin and onto my fingers. I chuckled to myself as she rolled to her side, apparently feeling that she needed to hide her pussy from my view, as if I hadn’t just fucked the shit out of her. She was no doubt still keenly aware of my knife and unsure if she had seen the last of it. I asked her if she wanted me to take her to the gala event where she was headed before our little detour. Most of the buttons down the front of her full length, black designer gown had been ripped open, taking with them shreds of the exquisite silk material of the now ruined garment.
