.I know that now. He pulls my hair when he fucks me from behind and I beg him to pull harder. He spanks me - hard but not hard enough to hurt me. He g...abs my ass with both of his big strong hands and we get into a rhythm. I follow his lead. He pushes my head down and fucks me faster. He calls me his white pussy boy and makes me tell him how good his dick feels inside me.He decides when to change positions. He pulls out of me and I suck his dick until he tells me what to do next.He loves to have. In actuality, Anne knew little more than what we had already surmised; Alfie was a very small fish in a big crime pond. He fenced swag mostly to a few bigger middlemen, distributed the odd drug or two for his friends, pimped a few slappers in his dumpy third-rate club, and bagged up the odd dollybird for gifting over to Ollie in return for a bundle of the old-ready, if they needed the quid. Anne had been his virtual prisoner for several years, submissively spreading her minge for the quicktime. "You don't play fair," he remarked, and then began to splash me, catching me off guard. I moved onto my back and retaliated by kicking my feet. We continued this for a good five minutes while Chey barked at us, until I sank under the water in defeat, swimming to the other end of the pool to place enough distance between Luke and me to give me enough time to wipe the water from my eyes.He laughed at me as he reached out and took hold of the edge of the pool for a rest and then looked in my. "Evella nodded reluctantly and headed out.Lanno watched her go, then strolled into the back room. "So what's so important, Vanlo?"Vanlo leaned back in his chair, looking thoughtful. "Lanno, have you been keeping careful watch on Evella's condition?" Yes, of course I have. Why?" Is she making any progress whatsoever?"Lanno absently rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, it's kind of hard to tell. I mean, she's so enthusiastic about sex that I don't know whether it's the herb or just that she picked.