"Oh god, Simon, I ..." Shut it, whore, unless you want me to gag you," and I pinched her engorged nipples and pulled them hard away from her body. She...screamed and writhed, but I let go of her nipples and slapped her hard on each breast, which caused her to scream again. I reached down and ran my fingers firmly along her slit, confirming what I'd already suspected; she was wet and getting wetter."You know you're going to be ****d, don't you, you degenerate whore? You know you are totally. Renee tried to kick Claude off her, but - of course - that could hurt him. Her legs remained inert.The man laughed at the failure and pat her ass."Let. Me. Go," she growled. She reached and attempted to shift the arm pressing her into the mattress."What?" replied Claude. The tone turned Renee's skin to ice. "Did my girl just talk back to me?"Oh shit.Apologize!Flames seemed to engulf her body, and a vice was crushing her skull. She couldn't even draw the breath to beg forgiveness- or to. Some readers have asked why I chose him and preferred him over my husband. Answer is simple; he cared for me while my husband did not. Of course I had crush on him, as he was quite handsome, strong, intelligent, wise and had lot of self restraint. He was a 6ft tall, athletic, even now (he is 60 now), sex with him is always satisfying and fulfilling. He too had his share of attraction towards me as I was young and beautiful. He often calls me Sonali (my real name is of course not Sonali, now do. " you rub your Asshole slowly sliding both of your fingers in and out of your pink Asshole making it shiny and wet.As You fuck your ass I slide a finger in your pussy feeling your tight wet warmth. Bringing my finger to my mouth licking your sweet wetness from my finger. " my slut taste so fucking good" I tell you. " fuck your cunt some more whore" you immediately do as you are told moaning that you are close to cumming. I stand behind you. One hand pulling your head back by your hair and.