" "Kol! Wait!" He picked her up and slammed her face-up onto the kitchen table. Yanking her butt to the table's edge with a grip on both her ankles, t...e muscular MMA fighter held her legs and pounded her cunt just like that, a merciless assault of hard fucks that achieved maximum penetration given his height and the height of the table. "Oh my god. You're going to fuck me to death," she squealed."Kiss me, bitch. Kiss me as we fuck." Kol released her ankles, leaping onto the table as he sank. "Anyway, I was just informing Mr. Wells that his life expectancy is rather limited if he continues this course of action."I slapped a thick binder down on the table. Its resounding thud caused Wells and Tara Simpkins to jump."This is a dossier of others who have agreed to testify against Tiny Huntley," I stated. "Well, actually it's copies of their autopsy reports."Wells, who had regained his color when Tara Simpkins had entered, paled again."Do you represent Desmond Huntley, Mr. Wallace?". Once returned she quietly kneels without being told and presents me with the stick. I take it in silence, turning it round in my hands, examining it, a few test swings confirms it's perfect for what I've in mind."Get on all fours, your arse in the air, if anyone comes, know I don't care, today you're my toy to use and abuse, your submission is mine, to take and enjoy" I watch as she swallows nervously unsure if this is really about to happen, I can see the conflict in her eyes as tentatively. Already she was about to have an orgasm, and she gripped the back of my head with both hands in preparation for it. When it came, she pumped her pussy up and down on my face while still holding onto my head. I continued to suck on her clit as she screamed with pleasure. When the waves of her orgasm had subsided, I took my now juice-covered face away from her pussy and kissed her hard on the mouth so she could taste her own come. She again held me by the head and, kitten-like, licked my entire.