I begged please take it out, please don’t do this please take it out, please, then he started fucking me more hard & with in next thirty seconds the...bastard exploded deep inside my pussy. He totally filled my absolutely fertile womb. It seemed like a dam was broken. He filled me entirely & some even spilled out. With his discharge he held me strongly and tightly jammed my pussy and right then I arched and reached another orgasm. I was gasping with tears rolling down my eyes. Next, Mark Henry. We were talking about what people find interesting, and the conversation somehow shifted to what couples find exciting, especially after they'd been together for a while and the romance had kind of worn off the relationship. I had a feeling she was talking about her own marriage. I happened to mention my own interest in bondage, and how much one of my previous wifes had enjoyed it.Anna looked at me curiously. "Bondage? I've heard of this, I guess; one of my girlfriends talked about some. Her clothing was being whipped by the wind as she stared out to sea, a Victorian woman waiting patiently for her sea captain to return. Anna completed the work just as I had dinner finished, so I didn't really look at it until much later in the evening.Well, I told you she tends to the bizarre, the woman in the completed painting had my features. The painting was strangely compelling; I could almost feel the spray on my body as I studied my counterpart in oils. This strange painting started. ’ He began in a low whispery voice. I tilted me head up to look at him as he continued ‘I love you so much…’ I smiled but he wasn’t done yet. ‘You make me so happy Kitten and I am sorry I hurt you. I never wanted to make you… cry.’ His eyes watered slightly. He looked so vulnerable…So hurt. Any anger that resided in me was washed away by the single tear that now rolled down his cheek. I turned around and hugged him tightly. I felt him wrap his arms around me and I whispered in his ear. ‘ NO.