. your so fucking deep...OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!” I yelled as he began thrusting away. All I could do was lean my head down and take it as he was pound...ng away at my poor formerly virginal pussy. The feelings he was giving me were like nothing before. I quickly figured out that getting fucked doggie style was one of my new favourite things. “Fuck Natalie... your so fucking tight... I can see you pussy gripping my cock... so fucking hot” Greg panted out. “Keep fucking me... please keep fucking me. She had expected another earful and perhaps a quickie on the couch, but not being chained the moment she entered his home. “I think you know what it is, stupid…” Her boss pushed her up against the wall and hooked the chain over a coat-rack. Then he threw her coat on some piece of furniture in a room she could not really see. Amelie would have to work hard, to unhook the chain from the coat -rack, and even if she did manage, she would still be in cuffs. She was feeling completely helpless and. We chatted a little more, telling each other aboutourselves some, but I didn't reveal everything just yet.I asked him if he would like to dance, and he accepted, but told me thathe didn't really know how to dance. I told him that was ok, just to holdon to me and move in any way that he would like. We went back in and putour drinks by Meghan's and Mark's, and made our way onto the dancefloor. The DJ was playing some really good dance techno music, and Igrabbed his hands and put them on my waist. I was surprise how snugglythey fitted over my hips and bum and realised that they were a femininefit. "How are they for size?" Gwen asked.I button the waist and pulled up the zip. There was no hint of malenessvisible and my bottom looked rather sexy, I thought. I ran my hands overmy bottom and between my legs in the smooth, tight denim and grinned atGwen. "They're lovely!" I exclaimed.Gwen ran her hands between my legs. "No bulges there," she laughed,"Here, I got you a top, too." Gwen handed.