Harder... faster... faster... yes.. oh yes... AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHYESSSSSSSSSSS. "His hands holding me in position easily as he hammered his hips bac...and forth, using his strength and muscles to tear his cock shaft inand out of my tight, little fuck opening.His fuck pole continued to hammer into my slit with relentlessstamina and vigour."I pump you full of cum. I spurt it hot and hard up your sweet littlecunt. " He grunted gazing down into my pretty black eyes. " Are youready for a cuntful of. I release your legs from under my calves, reach down and lift your ass onto my thighs, and move you up along my belly so I can enter you from underneath. You put your legs on the deck and lean forward, holding yourself above me, and I go in deep, with your back a curve in front of me, your hands holding the arms of the chair, straining, balancing over me. I bend your neck forward reaching underneath your mane to grab the softer hair on your neck and gently pull it as I feel you grip me tight. He visualised the pretty receptionist spread naked across a bed, semen flowing from her well-fucked orifice, begging him to pleasure her one more time. Temporary compliance could be achieved in just a few days given a receptive host: something he'd determined early in the refinement process.Many years ago, he'd taken a shine to Marianne, a waitress in a trendy London restaurant. She'd rebuffed his clumsy advances, leaving him aroused and needy. Returning the following day, he approached her in. " You stay away from her Mr. Gardner." I've always been somewhat shy of taking orders from others. Maybe it's because daddy used to always tell me what to do, instead of just asking me nice like. I bristled up some and then let go."I'll kick your dumb Indian ass if you ever speak to me in that tone of voice again, boy. You'll keep a respectful tone with me if you know what's good for you." You're more of an Indian than I am. And a big horse's ass too." I'm standing outside my main corral, on my.