Tyrone was such a bastard! How dare he subject her to this! Damn him!

ALL that could be heard in the room was the sound of Tyrone's tongue as he explored her body, Sabrina bit her lips as she blushed.

“Be a good girl, separate your legs a little..."

Tyrone coaxed, his voice deep and magnetic. Sabrina found that the voice compelled her to obey.

Tyrone then chuckled as she did his bidding.

Sabrina blushed even more upon realization of her compliance. She quickly tried to close her legs.

However, it was too late. Tyrone held them firmly open with his big hands. A quietness descended on the living room.

The only sound that could be made out was Tyrone's heavy breathing. Sabrina tensed up even more, a tremble overcoming her body.

She couldn't see Tyrone but she could feel his burning gaze upon her. Tyrone's sexual prowess seemed to have increased.

She felt misled.

This was all his fault. He had forced her against her will!

Sabrina tried to calm her thoughts.

Then suddenly, his tongue swooped down her thigh.

And then moved upwards very slowly toward her private parts.

Sabrina couldn't help but groan.

Restraining herself was proving more and more difficult.

She began to tremble and groan now.

Then Sabrina found that Tyrone's hand covering her mouth had been removed. It didn't make a difference though.

Her mind was blank now. She felt as if she was drifting out at sea.

A sensation of comfort seeped all over her body.