Then, all at once I slammed the whole seven inches deep into her cunt."Oh yes. Damn that feels good, babe. Fuck my cunt." I began pumping my cock fast...and hard, it felt so good she kept moaning really loud, so close to cumming."Shut up!" I told her. She tried to keep it in, but just couldn't. It felt so damn good. Her moans began escaping her lips again. This time I told her to shut up and I put my hand over her mouth. This really turned her on, I had never really been controlling during sex. He didn’t even notice the drip of noodle-water that escaped from a corner of his mouth and lingered on his chin. She, however, took her time. She set the chopsticks atop the bowl, and asked, ‘It is exciting, being on a new planet?’ John (who was working through a particularly large mouthful), hadn’t realized the thrust of her statement. When he looked at her, the way her eyes were downcast and the manner she gripped onto the hem of the kimono, he knew she was… anxious. He couldn’t fathom why.. " I whine in response, straining back against him gently."Ask for forgiveness then, slut." His voice breaks with this sentence. "You won't get fucked until you do." Please Master, please forgive me. It'll never happen again. Please Master?" I beg incoherently as he pushes me onto my back, him above me. He traces the head of his cock around my aroused cunt. "You're forgiven slut." He groans.I buck my hips eagerly against his cock, wanting him to fill me. "Please, please.." I beg helplessly. After Rummy Harms, he was the most reliable, the most understanding and sensitive man she had known through those years of reconstruction. The night with René had just been an opportunity to bank the fires that had gone unslaked during the days in Geneva and London.But, as she considered it all, she thought, too, of Johannes, and shivered. 'I may have to think more about this, ' she said to herself, more aware now of the dangers of modern sexual adventurism. 'René may be a thing of the past,.