Was she damned, damned because of who she was, where she had come from, for how she thought and what she needed? The obsessive controller now being c...ntrolled? These thoughts danced through her mind in the haze of pain and pleasure this man was inflicting on her entire being. The thoughts were almost instinctual, bursting from a core of hatred and consuming anger. In this, she found a disturbing sort of peace. As she unwillingly felt her body betray her and climax from his forceful thrusts. I tensed several muscles and tried not to think of what she was doing and how good it felt."Understand?" I demanded, pushing her away.She nodded, tears in her eyes. "I'll do my best, but she's very willful." You want her to end up like you, a cocksucker for some Yankee?" No, no, please Bill, don't call me that." She rose, sat on my thighs with her legs spread and wiggled down to impale herself on my rigid prong, rising with her hands on my shoulders to take it all the way in as her simple shift. “Fuck your self!” he said to his girlfriend, hang up the phone and came to me… “Aaah Sandra, you are real bitch, come here, go on your knees and suck my cock!”. I was just waiting for it and immediately started to suck his huge stick.“Oh, yeah” - he was moaning - “Who cares about her, when I have you here Sandra. You are such good cock sucker! I want to pound you now. Bend over for me honey.”I stood up and offered my ass to him. He pulled me on his cock, buried it deep inside me and started to. She put her mouth around it, and began sucking on it. Brian began to moan in ecstasy, and he put his hand on top of Stacy's head and began bobbing it up and down. She slid up and down, and moved her tongue over it. Since his dick wasn't too large, she was able to fit the entire thing in her mouth. A little bit of pre cum fell out of her mouth and stained her tank top. "Looks like you'll have to take it off" said Brian. So Stacy pulled her tank top off and then continued to blow him."Stacy,.