“I’m sorry, sir,” Hannah whispered, hating that it made her ache inside. hardcore porn The train finally lurched into its final stop. The Long Island lines usually weren’t this deserted, even on the other side of midnight, but this Friday had been exceptionally miserable. “While I am gone, you can lie there and think about the consequences of your actions.”
Hannah jerked her head, glaring behind the blindfold. Hannah pushed, trying to get her knees underneath her, but he wrapped both hands around her ankles and yanked, undoing her jeans and pulling them down off her legs. He let go and stroked his hands over the backs of her thighs. Last night was a blur of lights, noise, and pattering rain. Miles moved with her as she adjusted, and she didn’t wake up. Her cell phone wouldn’t help him – girls her age password-protected their electronics. To her surprise, it drew a groan from him that sounded pleased.
