I worked my mouth around his thick cock. Slowly licking his bellend and teasing his shaft. I run my wet tongue down his whole length, down to his ball....“You’re a dirty slut aren’t you? You wanted this for so long haven’t you? Do you like the taste of my cock, you little slut?”“Yes sir.” I said taking his cock out of my mouth and stroking it with my hands.“Good girl. Now keep sucking it you little whore.” His gigantic cock continued to fuck my mouth. I’d hear him making a deep groans as I worked. “Please! Fuck me…!” I nearly shouted. He smirked and took his thick cock in his hand. Pushing the head of his cock in made my pussy tighten around it as he pushed the entire length of it in. He withdrew an inch before plunging back into my aching hole ever so slowly.I groaned wanting more. Instead of fucking me, he opened my pussy lips and rubbed my clit back and forth harder and harder making my pussy go tight around his cock and my hips jerk off the counter. “Oh, please, don’t do this to me…”. He found the reality wasn’t quite what he wanted. The desire for revenge had evaporated since his disturbing flogging of Edna. He really wished the slate was wiped clean of everything behind them and they were just meeting and starting from scratch. It was clear that wasn’t going to happen though. Cherie was hanging onto her baggage and making it a negative example of what she wanted to become. She was going to try and pay him back in offering her body.There was no point in any more discussion. "I do." He held onto my hand, driving with just his left. Mark turned right onto 512, the freeway towards South Hill and its mall. "You said your mom wasn't that great of a person?" he asked, merging onto the freeway.I hesitated. I didn't like talking about my mom. Mark squeeze my hand reassuringly. "You don't need to talk about it, if it's to painful."I breathed deeply. Mark was my soulmate. He deserved to know. "When I was six, my mom..." I broke off, wiping at the tears welling in my eyes..