Friedman started to protest loudly, thrashing angrily back and forth at the ends of his ropes, but Denise swiftly thrust a knee into his chest. Her expression was dark and threatening.
'And if you make very much fucking noise,' Nikki added, 'we're going to take one of these sheets and stuff it down your throat.' She kissed his purple cockhead. '… Get it?'
Then the two girls went gently to work, Denise kissing and biting at Friedman's nipples, Nikki licking her way back down the column of his jerking pecker, on their way to Stage Two of what was going to be the longest night Howard Friedman had ever seen.
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