Natasha hoped he would be less aggresive if she gave way and did what he wanted, yet in a strange way she felt aroused by her own helplessness and the...fact that this brute of a man was focused on her; it was as if her beauty had a****lised him and he wanted to posess her completely.''Open your mouth bitch,'' he was panting and to assist her he held her nose and chin pulling her pretty mouth open as far as her jaws would allow and thrusting the bulbous meaty head of his rampant cock inside. Her. An inch taller than my own 5’9″ and with a powerful, muscular, yet shapely body that outweighed my own by a good ten pounds, I was fascinated at the way she could out lift most of the men at the club and struck up a conversation with her. When she invited me to come home with her I accepted eagerly. However, I soon discovered what she had in mind for me. Quickly changing into sensuous black tights that revealed every muscle and curve of her fantastic body, she challenged me to a. At that time in the morning there was nothing much to see, but I noted as I flicked through, there was a porn channel, and strange to say, no charges to view. I sat down in the chair alongside my bed and watched the fucking going on, with the sound turned down, and this viewing coupled with the wine had me relaxing by stroking my pussy, lazily and carressingly, just kind of relaxing. I was tired and stood up now deciding to go to bed and have a good sl**p. I slipped out of my brassie and. Twelve years before, Mark and Diane had honeymooned there. But it was far too late to change anything now."Let's go Monica," Diane called out impatiently from the other room. "We haven't got forever. And you have a lot less time than that."Richard laughed at the crude joke. Mark swallowed another tranquilizer with a paper cup of water. His hand, with its delicate, pink-nailed fingers, was trembling.His ex-wife and her new husband were sitting in the only two chairs in the dingy motel room when.