You use your hand to open my legs, just enough for you to reach your target and then you plunge yourself deep inside my pussy. I cry out - your size i... still taking some getting used to – as you pound me relentlessly. It’s so rough, so aggressive and yet so utterly fucking hot. You are tightly gripping my wrists with your hands, pinning them above my head whilst your cock continues its mission. You are totally in control. And I love it. You manage to position my hands so that you can use one. "I... sorta forgot to tell you something earlier." I'll say," replied the girl. "You forgot to tell me you live in a friggin' mansion." Uh, yeah," replied Tina. "Um, sorry. But there's something else I should mention."Jane jerked every time the whip landed on her skin. Red welts covered her front and back, and she was dripping sweat as she tried to hump her hips against something. Her cunt was on fire, both from the oil Ken had used on it and from the narrow surface of the horse she was tied. God knows he gave her enough detail about them but she never seemed to warm up to them and then this. She was wearing a black satin corset, black garter belt attached to sheer black stockings and black knee high leather boots. Her hair was lightly curled and flowing over her shoulders and she had made up her beautiful face with dark red lipstick and black eyeliner. She stood silently in the middle of her small studio apartment, one hand on her hip as she waited for him to find his tongue."Wow.". Of course me being me I had consumed copious amounts of wine during the evening and was somewhat dumbed down to the point of actually making sense of everything that had just transpired.I was neither horny or interested in him enough to want to drop my knickers for a bit and I said as much.She apologised for getting it wrong and a certain uneasiness decended between us, resulting in a premature end to the evening.I dozed off and proceeded to immerse myself in one of those sexual encounters that.