"Fuck Me For The Rest Of Your Life." Sophia moans and moves back and forth against me, fucking me with an eagerness I didn't know she had. I can feel ...er pussy tightening and pulling as she moved away, trying to milk my cock one last time. It was futile, of course. I wouldn't cum for her. In the end, she was just an appetizer for greater passions and she knew it. "Beg, Slave." "please master, kill me! take this worthless slave's life! i only exist for your pleasure!" Pulling her head back even. After all, you are the mother of my kids, now!" I'll just have to do something to really piss you off," she smiled, "so you'll have lots of aggressions to work out!" You piss me off too much," I warned, grinning, "and we'll be doing that 'perineal massage' even after the babies are born!" Oooohh!" she rolled toward me, slipping off my wilting penis and hugged me as best she could, "Promise?" Yeah," I said, delighted with her, "but when there's more room in there, I'll be in up to my elbow!" Oh. The rain is nearly deafening and is easily soaking through her worn-down shoes. Joyce crosses the street only once when she comes across a small group of suited, and obviously intoxicated, men huddled together under a balcony. The men wolf-whistle to get her attention, but she ignores them and keeps her head down.A block away from her apartment building, Joyce hears a small cry of pain as she passes by a narrow alleyway. She pauses and looks down the passage, but is unable to make out a shape. Jo grabbed my hand and lead me to the little door that lead behind the wall, she locked the door behind us and we sat down, I looked round it was quite dimly lit and it took my eyes a minute to adjust from the bright lights the other side which they had told me was done on purpose in case anyone tried for a look while John wasn’t keeping an eye on them, I noticed a couple of bottles of wine on the table and when I looked towards the wall I noticed there was now six holes and not the four as.