She tried to push them up so he could enter her again but his arms were too strong. “Plaese Drake!” she said, frustrated. “Ah ah young lady, wha... did I say?” he asked with a devilish grin. “Fuck me Mr. Louaillier! I need your cock sir!” she practically screamed. He kissed her neck and started ramming into her again. She let out quick moans with each thrust. “Faster, sir, faster!” she called. He nodded, grunting at the sensation that surrounded his dick. He did as she asked. She moved her hips. ..yeah, I agree." . Our plan is simple: we will make sex, she will lead the game, and we will not become emotionally involved .PART ONE We are in a hotel room. Michelle undresses. I admire her athletic body while she drinks some bourbon. Her breasts are magnificent. Her cunt is shaved. We are going to play roles; first, she is my Mistress and I'm her humble slave.We are both beginners in this. She sits on the sofa, her legs wide spread, finishing another drink. She wears only her red high. The way you hold it so tenderly and lovingly ... You must have fondled a lot of dicks while I was away, haven’t you?”Katie sighed, “I’m not talking about this.”Phil laughed, “I’m certain there were a few! I have evidence of it!” He pushed his fat body up against the strokes of her fist, “I know you’re such a slut but my dick will become your favorite of them all!”She resented the way he thought of her but at the same time she hoped to quickly get him off so she could get out of the house and. The human brain is an amazing piece of kit because when she went to do the right nipple she again smiled and 'HOLY DOUBLE FUCKING OUCH!!!' the piercing stick went through. I thought to myself that the first one didn't hurt like that, but it did; the brain just did not want to remember it.On both occasions I can tell you that the split second when the piercing takes place sure as hell straightened me out and I do mean that, my legs shout out and I said words. Apparently not bad words but.