After ringing the doorbell I stood back to check out thehouse. Big rich mans place with double garage, the lot.The door opened and there stood a middl...-aged women about45 or 50 5’2 and very much overweight. She was wearing ahousecoat that went to the floor and I presumed she wasnot long out of bed. “Can I help you young man?” she saidlooking down her nose at me.“Yes ma’am I’m from savings and loans, I’m here to makeyour monthly pick up,” he said. !« flehte ich.Vergeblich. Sein Penis bahnte sich unerbittlich den Weg nach innen.Er schaute mir dabei weiter tief in die Augen, während es geschah. Tiefer... und tiefer...»Ich will nicht schwanger werden.« Ich wußte, dass ich absolut empfängnisbereit war. Doch mit diesem Spruch erreichte ich das Gegenteil.Er fuhr noch tiefer in mich hinein. Weitete mich dabei immer mehr.»Ich tu nur das, was du willst!« keuchte er.Er faßte mit seinen Händen unter meinen Po. Hob mich an. Seine Oberschenkel. “Sure,” I said. Jacque took their smartphones and we went out to the doorway for a photo. We posed like I was answering the door naked and they were standing there with a box. They were very happy, and Jacque was a good sport. ‘I have no doubt that picture will end up on the internet,’ I thought to myself as we closed the door and went back inside.We prepped our beach supplies and applied the required sunscreen; sans Paul’s help this time. Thankfully, I had taken our beach chairs out early. While I love dominating him and being in control I feel most at ease as the submissive. And as I said when you find the right person things can go as far as you want. It started as a normal encounter. Good and hard as we enjoyed to do, but it changed. He knows what I like and he wanted to please me. He pinned my arms down. Held them hard and told me I would take it and like it. Holding my arms with one hand his other went round my throat. He tightened his grip round my neck, it became nearly.