Slowly I teased her open for her first ever fist-fuck and she was gasping and whimpering against her gag as my hand slipped past her resistance until ...er lips gripped my wrist. She writhed to another orgasm in quick succession, pinching her nipples as I worked between her wide-spread legs.I could not resist at this point and replaced my hand with my rock-hard cock, Hayley wrapping her boots behind my neck as I drove in deep. With all that lube around it was easy to adjust my position and I. She said that Kristy was having a shower at this moment, led me to the hall, asked me to sit down and offered some ice Martini. I gave consent, she was looking at me with some strange twinkle in her eyes, and I would say she was devouring me. Like some bitch wolf looking at young male. When she approached the bar and bent down to get it I saw something that took my breath away: her mini skirt revealed her sexy ass with tight strings between. At this jiff it was my first time when I thought of. What? Do you want to use me? is that what I should say? I hate this feeling: it's making me feel like a complete fool.========/Hi there, I suppose making you squirm or feel foolish is quite what I want.It does not sound "awful" I have known several women who have the same thoughts that you describe.On the contrary I find them quite appealing and I think that you are fortunate to be able to acknowledge them. Indeed I would love to use you, use your body for my pleasure, perhaps you would. I've done all this out of love and concern for you," Cariel said softly ... almost as if she couldn't understand my fury.I laughed again, "The first time I met you, you acted like you couldn't be bothered to help me. The second time you scared me and tried to force me to do something I didn't want to do. And now that we meet again, you tell me you want to kill the man I love!"I clutched my chains tighter. Maybe now she would leave me alone."Maria?" Cariel's voice whispered. "Do you want to know.