The air was brisk for a mid-October London day so few people braved the weather. She wondered if perhaps there was not another cold front moving into ...he area. What would she do then alone for hours in their quiet, empty flat? She thought about going back to work part-time. After all until Stella was born, she had had a successful banking career of her own. Of course that did not make much sense given that there were few part-time or flexible positions in the banking industry, which was down. She tried to pull him down to her but he pushed her back onto the pillows. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t do anything. He was a lot stronger than her. “So,” he started, “tell me, whose house is this?” “Yours” “Yours Sir!” He said. “Yours Sir.” She repeated obediently. “And whose bed is this?” “Yours, Sir.” “Are you a little fucking whore who wants to be fucked hard?” “Yes Sir! Please Sir?” “Whose dirty little fucking whore are you?” “Yours, Sir.” He went down again and gave her a. There is a very thin line between leisure/pleasure and pain, i made sure i did not cross it….. I moved onto her gradually and my dick was grinding against her lower love lips now… Touching her love mount, but i kept molding my weight with one leg to make sure i don’t suffocate her with my weight (I am not heavy :-) 70 kgs and she is around 55 )… Then i told her baby i am going to eat you now, i could see smile in her eyes with anticipation… I started kissing her navel and side of her legs and. Again we awoke in the morning shortly after sunrise, and chanted for a time before going down to the hotel’s fitness room for a time to perform our exercises at a moderate pace this morning. On checking out after a good shower, we found an excellent place to have breakfast and were soon back on I-270 until we reached the Interchange for I-71 which would take us to Cincinnati. It was some 85 miles to the perimeter highway, I-275, that circled Cincinnati. We followed the directions that I had.