" "I am your bitch!" “Good girl! Now fuck for me like you mean it." And I did. After what seemed like hours, the sensation continued to build and I ...tarted to buck. "That's it, girl; get off for me! Let yourself cum!" At that, I convulsed in uncontrollable orgasms, as wave after wave of contractions spent themselves and I lost all control. It was wonderful. At that point he began to grunt and he came too, fucking me like his bitch, like his own private toy, and finally sent spurt after spurt. Henry seemed the type to e a missionary only man. But Joseph would bet the old man never kissed his wife while he was on top of her, not like Joseph did. Henry wouldn't move down quickly, pushing up her dress so he could tug at her pantyhose. Charlene wasn't used to it, but she lifted up, allowed him to pull the hose and her panties both down to her thighs. Joseph lifted her legs up and back. In the light from the back porch light, he could just make out her pussy.Charlene had a lot of. As she now really began jerking and thrusting her body about as much as she could her head thrown back her blonde hair flaided everywhere as she screamed in even worse pain of being now totally on fire in her pussy.My little wife really shaking now clinging to me like she was scared to death at the sight before her and hearable to me crying out oh that made me it made me burning up inside my cunny oh it made me hot oh so damn hot and it shot up to where the end of it was and that right there. We go right back to where we were except I am in control of security period. You keep you little agent away from me," I said.I calmly walked from Joan's suite to my own. There I sat down and shook for ten minutes. Then I stood up, found the bottle of cheap bourbon and poured a stiff drink. I pulled up a porno story on the web and masturbated so that I could sleep. I had extra med from the time I broke my hand but I didn't use them.Just before falling asleep I realized I had bandaged my hand all.