" You did; where?" I saw you at O'Hare; we took the same plane down there. We got on before you and your friends. You guys were so busy talking and jo...ing around you didn't even see us; we were sitting a few rows behind you. We lost you when we got in because we had a rental car reserved and you guys took a taxi but I spotted you again two days later. I didn't say anything because I figured you probably hated me, but when those guys started harassing you ... well I couldn't just stand around.". The feeling of his hard shaft between my lips sent waves upon waves of delight through my body forcing my own clit to grow and demand to be released from its confinement. I very quickly debated and dismissed the idea of reaching between my legs and taking care of my own needs in favor for concentrating on pleasing the man I had in my mouth. I had wanted to be this sluttish bitch and slut for so long and now all I had to do was to let myself go and think only of him and his needs. I began. I shuddered against him, in pain and pleasure, my body not knowing what to do. It hurt... but it felt so good. And he stopped with that one thrust. He let go of my breast and pulled out quickly. I let out a cry as he ripped me again. He rolled over, as did I, landing on my back. He looked down at me and shook his head, "No... No Kat, why? Why did you do that?" He was upset with him self, he jerked the covers off and looked down at my pussy, there was blood on my thighs. I didn't care. "What. He knew of her dalliance and had already shriven her of her sins with his personal application of corporal punishment to her shaking buttocks. She had recited reams of prayers to be mumbled whilst on her knees and her hands pressed tightly together for added contrition. Sometimes, he would pinch her nipples in this position or intrude into her private dirt-hole with his rude thumb in a way to cause her consternation and regret for her unseemly behavior. His attentions inspired her to be more.