"Five inches to go," he's counting down, "four. three." If I would have words for the sensation. Perhaps we need so much sex because we can't really ...escribe it. "Two," he continues, "one, done." I groan in reply. "I'm in the tunnel of pleasure," he waxes, and there's' a brilliant light at the end of it." I'm still hurting, but something in me wants him to stay. "Gently," I say again. He's going in reverse, slowly withdrawing his dick by some inches. Another gentle thrust. Back and forth,. "Oh, I plan to get over it pretty damned soon," she said. She yelped when Randi swatted her on the butt that Brock was doing his best to present as a target. "Hey!" Looks like I found something she doesn't like," Randi replied. "I thought you were seriously pissed at me." She's not," Brock said. "You'll learn to pick up the signs. It took me a while but I can usually figure out when she's goofing or serious. Still, it's good to know we have a way to bring her to heel if we need to." Put me. As she was getting off the elevator she turned to face me:"I know you live on the first floor so why did you ride up with me? Was it because of my ass or my legs?"I didn't say anything and I'm sure I blushed redder than a firetruck. She patted my cheek and smiled at me, "No matter, I appreciate the attention. Tell your mother that Dorothy said hi."A couple of months later my parents bought a house on Taylor and we moved.Taylor was still within walking distance of the store so I was still. I untie you and turn the step ladder on its side. I offer you a drink . You drink it and then I pull you over the ladder till you are on your back to the ladder . I tie your legs apart and your hands over your head. Now I flog you again and tell you that you came to soon and I didnt get to fist you the way I wanted to. I stop and pull my hard cock out and put it in your face and tell you to suck my dick! You do you lick all the precum off the head , then you take it deep in your throat. I face.