He was telling me all about his day as he drove, but I was only paying attention to doing my task of rubbing his crotch. When we got to his house, he ...ad me go into the bedroom and put on my outfit and try some makeup. I did my best, but it wasn't great. I looked like a cheap whore who had been used all night, but I did look like a girl. Then he got out a Polaroid camera and a bunch of boxes of film. He had me pose in various positions...some very nasty. He took pictures of me sucking his cock,. She gasped, “Oh God. Oh, put your finger in me. I want you in both of my holes. Fuck, I need you so badly.” Using her juices to wet my finger, I began working my finger into her little hole, and she groaned in reply. She began rocking faster, as my cock filled one hole, and my finger was buried to the knuckle in the other. She started shouting, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” And I could feel her body begin it’s now familiar convulsing. She drove her tongue down my throat as she drove my cock. In return, a man was supposed to obey hiswoman. I had no problem with that, although Beatrice could be veryprotective, and sometimes I protested against her restrictions. I foundmyself over her knee more than once.Gradually, she began to change. She began to make sexual demands on methat I couldn't handle, and she started to treat me like a piece of meat.She would come home after work, take a quick shower, and within fiveminutes be standing in her jockey shorts wearing her strap-on. 30, and we have taken 30 minutes selecting. I haven't planned as well as I may have, we seem to have lost half an hour. I help you undress, but as each item is loosened or removed I spend time enjoying your exposed flesh. It seems I can not kiss you and undo all the buttons on your blouse at the same time. My eagerness is making my brain work quicker than my fingers, so you take full charge, and tell me " Sit down or we'll never get finished, just sit and enjoy the show," before you finish the.