The invasion is not too gentle, him forcing himself in quite fast. It hurts and I whimper in timid protest. “Just fucking take it, cunt,” he snar...s and starts moving. “I know you love my cock in your ass.” He’s correct. The pain soon turns into pleasure, making me build once again towards my peak, his hard fast strokes filling me just the right way. It doesn’t take long till I reach another climax, moaning loudly. “I told you. You are nothing but a wanton slut, loving me to abuse her. " What do you mean?" Well, I could remember to unclip yards before I got to any intersection or other predictable stopping point, but one time I was making a slow, tight turn on gravel, and the bike got unstable. I was able to get my outside foot loose, but the bike fell toward the inside of the turn. I think I was picking gravel out of my knee for three days after that!"Charlotte laughed and we swapped anecdotes of our riding experiences for a few more miles. When we reached the Corners, we. The door to the room Eric was using was closed and her heart pounded. The boy was here with her. Alone. Only a few feet from where she stood.She forced herself to lock the bathroom door and turn on the shower. She stepped under the spray and luxuriated in the calming effects of the water.She lathered her body freely and let the water splash over her hair before dipping a hand between her legs and stroking her horny cunt. She sighed when she remembered the feel of Eric's dick on her slit. How. ”“No, Dear ... er, Mistress. Well, I am biased, but that bias has no part of my opinion.” Then she blushed, but continued, “You have lovely legs, which I knew long ago, but you also have a lovely behind. No, since this subject is at least partly sexual, I say to Mistress that her ass looks delectable.”Her face was a bit red before she got those words out, but it turned positively crimson after.“I guess that I’ve been typically parental in blinding myself to how you’ve grown, changed. You are a.