“I can tell if you’re upset, your face kind of changes and you sigh a lot.” I thought about if I do those things, and I figured that I did actua...ly sigh a lot when something wasn’t right. “It’s just this boy, don’t worry about it,” I told him. He looked at me for a second. “Who?” “His name is Billy Sanders.” “Oh, cool. I’ve never heard of him.” We continued to talk for a while, a lot of it was about Billy but there were other things we talked about. We talked about having sex, and I learned. Jerome was in no hurry to finish, he took his sweet time as he very slowly grind his elongated cock deeper and deeper into my rectum. I was now crying profusely and begging him to hurry up and come. Jerome just sighed and whispered 'I told you, you gonna be my bitch, I'm gonna fuck you when I want to and you gonna let me. If not I'll rip this ass apart'. Just to prove his point, Jerome lifted his waist and rammed into my anus in quick succession (maybe ten times). I yelled like some one was . .Yes MadamRule 2: You are not allowed to touch yourself ever.. I control that.. I am not interested in your pleasure.. only in mine.Yes MadamRule 3: I decide when we meet.Yes MadamRule 4: You must please me whenever I want how I want it.. I turned 57 today and decided it is time for me only. Do you understand I have had enough bad sex in my life and am too old to waste my time on it again..Do i make myself clear? I will punish you if I am not satisfied..!Yes Madam..Now what do you really. She took a healthy swallow of her Long Island iced tea. God, I can’t win for losing. And where the hell had her roommate gone anyway?She straightened from the wall to look for her absent friend and suddenly felt light-headed. The bartender had apparently made her drink far stronger than she’d thought. She carefully set her glass on the narrow bar against the wall, determined not to drink any more. The last thing she wanted to do was pass out in this crowd. Maybe I should go outside and get some.