He pulled me in his arms and putting his big hands on my buttocks kissed me full mouthed. I tried to push him away but he just held my hair and again ...orced his lips on mine making mine bleed.“Ouch you animal,” I said and pushed him away.Then I realised that my pallu had fallen down and my breasts were heaving inside my backless choli.“Let’s see if the problem was with him or you are not sexy enough,” he said and simple pulled the cups of my choli to sides till the fabric gave it my cholit. She wondered how quickly her clothes would go up in flames if she lit them. ‘Careful, lassie, or the sparks will land on you’ His voice was deep, rough and somehow familiar. His accent was Scottish. She wondered what brought him so far from home on a Cornish beach. ‘Maybe that’s what I want.’ ‘T’would be a waste.’ ‘I don’t think so.’ ‘There are those unknown to you who would miss you, whose lives will be darker if you were not in them.’ Jeanette laughed mirthlessly. ‘Who sent you to be my. Aunt Celeste and I both found that we liked it best when I was at my most obedient. She would wiggle her finger in a beckoning motion, and I would crawl on my hands and knees to her. When she was in the mood for being pleasured, I learned to follow her silent commands, a snapped finger, an arched eyebrow, was all I needed to start servicing her with my tongue. I would lick her clitoris until my tongue would ache so much I thought it would fall off, but I would stick with it until Aunt Celeste. I wanted there to be no doubt that I'd been impregnated on camera.For the first time in my life, I actually tracked my menstrual cycle with some interest. The perfect day arrived. Lights, camera, action. And holy shit was there action. I hadn't fucked Matt in a while, and damn could that guy fuck. I thought he was going to put a litter in me. Missionary, cowgirl, doggy style, standing, we kept on changing it up. We fucked for hours, until finally I felt the familiar pulsing of his cock as it.