In bed for example. I wanted a girl who I could do what I wanted with, so long as we loved each other. I never had the nerve to act on this before now...though. "You sure?" Very sure." She whispered. Then in a louder voice she said, "Treat me like the fuck slave I truly am."I looked at her for a moment.She looked back.Then without warning I spun her around and bent her over the teacher's desk. Then I rammed my cock in her hard.Krissy screamed in orgasm."I'm gonna fuck you harder than you ever hit. You’ll live to regret it if you do.”“I think we’ve talked about this as much as I can stand for tonight. Shall we go to bed?”Anala smiled and stood up. I got out of my basket chair and took her hand and led her upstairs. We got ready for bed and climbed into my queen-size bed and lay close to each other.“Anala, I want to try to make love,” I said.“OK. Just take it very slow and easy, and don’t try to hold back. If it lasts two minutes, so be it.”Anala gently grasped my flaccid dick and gently. I asked her if she liked the taste and she replied yes she did, I then asked her if she would like to taste me and see me cum and she nodded her head keenly.She got off the saddle stand and I noticed the huge we smear she had left behind on the saddle so I leant forward and licked if off tasting her juices, probably some of my own from rubbing myself against the saddle when riding and the taste of the leather. I looked up and saw her watching me licking her juices up as she ran her tongue. He pressed his hands, palms flat, against his groin and held them there. He could feel the warmth of body heat and the small bulge that meant his penis was beginning to make ready beneath his pants. He undid the button and released the zipper lock."God, you two are slow!" came Mario's harsh impatient voice, "Let's get this show the hell on the road!" Patience, my boy, patience." Jason calmed Mario with a look of warning. He didn't intend to hurry these last subtle moments of waiting. Only the.