I watch as Wilma takes one of my hands and pulls it to her face slowly smelling the blood on it before rubbing my hand gently against her face. Hot candles and wax, a bound Wilma with her ass in the air and mascara running down her face, a mostly nude Henry except for the women’s panties and what must pass for an erection poking out of it. XXNX “He’s done, I got this now ,” he says handing me some keys and pointing up stairs,” Get my sister back to the hotel and do not answer the door unless it’s one of the team or the police.”
I nod and rush back up stairs and get into the room only to find Wilma unbound and cleaning her face with what looks to be a wet paper napkin, her clothes are still on the floor and now I am seeing her nude and it’s drastically different from Candice. I’m full of rage and pick him up by his neck and crotch lifting him over my head and slam him upward back first into the ceiling before letting him fall to the floor.
