I wanted to touch it and feel it deep inside me. I knew it was wrong on all counts but lust just seems to rule your head. I kept eye contact and slow...y uncrossed my legs, parting them ever so slightly. I could feel my robe part at the sash. I knew my pussy was now on full show to him. I carried on chatting to him as I watched his eyes keep flicking down to my pussy. I looked at his cock, it was now twitching. I knew he was as turned on as me. My breathing got deeper and so was his. I teased. ”“She hates me,” she said with a hopeless sigh. “She said that I was dead to her when she was on the phone last night.”“She feels disappointed in you,” Arthur said. “I gather that John’s been forced to put up with a great deal of pain caused by your lover. He’s trying hard not to be disparaging, but the hopeless tone of his voice when he talks about how things have been is eye-opening.”Barb sighed at that. “I’ve been trying to work with him, Dad. He just won’t listen.”“You pushed him to the. He laughed at my eagerness. "Well, you haven't earned that right yet, but Ihave a feeling you will." He reached down beside the chair and pulled up atattered washcloth with a rope tied to it."Tie that around your waist, slave!" He tossed it to me and I almoststumbled out of the square. It was an old dishcloth, stained and holed. Itied the rope around my waist. My dick tented up the cloth, and the pulsinghead found one of the holes and peeped out."I want you barefoot and naked most of the time. He jammed them in the rest of the way and she started really screaming. He was a pretty sadistic guy, he immediately started twisting around, reaming her, then finger fucking her like a piston. Kat didn't know what do with herself, everytime he would pound his two fingers into her I would hear a wet slapping sound. He slid her fingers out and gave her a minute to catch her breath."Ask him for 3 fingers Kat" I told her."I don't know if I can" she drunkenly replied. "Your going to be pounded.