I can’t wait any longer so I thought to test a new position and stood up and made her stand then made her nude and lifted her one leg and kept it on...my shoulder and placed my dick on her pussy and pushed it, and it went in without any trouble and she gave a sweet meow aaaaaaooooooohhhhhh.And pushed her nails on my back it made me charged so I started fucking that bitch she was smiling and making very sexy noises; then I lifted her other leg too and was holding her in my arms and was fucking her. Names such as 'cunt' and 'freak' simultaneously embarrassed me and made my nipples tight and cunt leak. However, when he felt the need to really get into my head, to eliminate any question I might have of his dominance over me, he would call my cunt, ass, and mouth his 'holes'. He once elaborated that a hole is nothing but a void. Something that is not complete until it's filled. That imagery hit me to the core and allowed me to let go like nothing else could. We also learned that nothing. .." Victor started to ask."Go home, please," she said and vanished.Victor closed his eyes, and his nose told him he was back home in bed. With a deep sigh, he fell into a deep sleep.The wind started picking up as the clouds started forming over the town. By two-thirty, a full fledge snow storm had crashed over the town. Snow, rain and hail pummeled the town bringing loud thundering claps as lightning ripped through the air. Victor woke in the middle of the storm. He was watching out the. Such and intoxicating smell it is. Slowly as the embrace deepens, as my body melds with his… His hands begin to travel my body,… Each touch eliciting a small gasp or moan. He knows what he can do to me with the simplest of touches. I feel his hands… His fingertips tracing a line down my arms… My breath held in anticipation. I know what he will do… He has done it a bajillion times before… Each time as exciting as the first time. He knows my weaknesses… And plays them well. I feel is fingertips.