His touch was not gentle. He gripped, squeezed, and pulled at my flesh strongly. He used my mouth, my vagina, and my ass for the pleasure of his cock ...s his mood desired. He slapped my ass when he fucked me. His favorite position was to take me from behind. He did not wait for my pleasure but I found it anyway. Is this understood?"He stared at the woman whose expression was stern but her eyes were silently begging him. He nodded. He pulled off his shirt then pointed to hers."NO! You must take. However there was no moving into reverse gear now. To let embarrassment show in anything she did or said would be to humiliate herself in front of her innately cock-sure lover. On with the games, even as her thighs quivered from the orgasmic aftermath.She sat down on the edge of the table beside the well-fucked dildo, crossing her legs in a moment of demureness at odds with her lewd performance on top of it. “Look at it,” she said, taking hold of the great gel cock and plucking it from the. He also introduced himself as b*o,John, but I could call him John.As we drove he asked me about my self and I told him all he wanted to know, I also told him that I'd like to see inside the Monastery, as Id driven past it many times before. He said if I had the time he would love to show me around, I smiled at him saying I'd enjoy that, as we arrived at the gates.John showed me where to park the car and we walked into the rather old derelict place. John lead me to his quarters on the way. Served me right I suppose, just partied a bit too much but what the hell, its only life. I showered, shaved and put a suit on, feeling slightly better, but not much. At least it wouldn’t be a hard day and I might even be able to sleep through some of it. I’m a buyer for a fashion house and I was off to the launch of a new lingerie product to see if there was anything for next season.Most guys would think that was the best job in the world, but to be honest watching all those scrawny models.