We started kissing, softly, and I cupped her firm butt cheek, squeezing gently. When Anala had me hard, I slid my hand over her hip and gently massage... her clit. When I felt her juices begin to flow, I pushed her onto her back and moved between her legs. I put my glans against her labia and pressed forward slowly until I was fully embedded in her.I began with long, slow strokes, allowing my pleasure to build without trying to hold back. Anala moved with me, and we kissed softly. About five. Masther makesth me take an enema everyday stho I'm nice and clean for your cock. Please Masther, I need you in my asth.” My dick got hard instantly when I heard her speak, I could see the stripes where Jim had obviously used the cane on her earlier. Tara looked back over her body at me, her legs were spread wide I could see her puckered little anus staring up at me.“Pleasthe Masther, I will sthqueeze you tight and make it feel good, I need you to cum in my asth.” I ran my hand over her upturned. As her words sunk in, I moved towards her and she gave a light tinkle laugh and lowered her legs to the floor. Reaching her I pulled her close and kissed her, breaking the kiss I opened her negligee. I bent my head and suckled hard on her nipples. Her shoulders began to tremble as she held my head tight against her breasts.Her nipples were red and hard. I loved the way she looked. I thought that she was about to speak "Hush," I told her even though, she hadn't as yet said anything I pulled her. This was wrong, she told herself. This was all so wrong. She should be thinking of Corey. But all thoughts of her boyfriend had long since fled from her mind, and deep down inside, something whispered that this was all so right. Out of all the homes in The Hague she could have climbed into, she’d climbed into the window of Jan van Es for a reason…and that this was that very reason. Who was Jan van Es? How had he known how to tap into every dirty thought and sexual fantasy she had never.