7:00 AM. Ann checked the time on the nightstand next to the bed. She had been woken up by the alarm. Sighing, Ann stood up from the bed and removed her clothes before stepping into the bathroom shower and turning on the water. After showering, she abruptly turned off the water. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her chest before stepping out of the bathroom. Just as she emerged, she began hearing footsteps approaching her door, but it suddenly stopped when another voice followed. "Sir, we're being traced," the masculine voice said, and Ann hurried to the door. She pressed the side of her face against it to hear more clearly. "I think the police are after us," he added as Ann listened intently through the door. "And why are they after us?" Alex's voice was questioned. He was about to enter Ann's room when his henchmen alerted him. "They know we have the woman." "How did the police find out we kidnapped a woman?" Alex asked angrily. "Sir, last night we captured her; a man

"You like that slut?" Alex growled as his fingers expertly worked her clit, driving her towards the brink of ecstasy. Ann moaned uncontrollably, feeling the orgasm building within her, unable to resist its powerful pull even though she tried to fight it. "Oh God, yes, Alex, I love it. Please, don't stop," she pleaded. "Love what, huh?" Alex asked, pausing like he knew nothing. "Is it my cock buried inside you or the way I call you a slut?" He taunted, using every full inch of his big cock to torment her, knowing the overwhelming pleasure it was sending through her body was too much for her to fight. Ann was now aching for it, yearning for him to take her right here and now. "Just fucking Fuck me, Alex; I'm yours. Fuck me and let me go,"Ann hissed, instinctively moving her hips and slowly thrusting her needy cunt in and out of his cock. He knew she needed his cock so badly, and he was enjoying teasing her and making her admit she belonged to him and him alone. “That's it, Angel; y