She fought for everything she was worth, and she heard him hiss in pain as her nails scored a good one across his forearm. Still, he probably outweigh...d her by a hundred pounds, and all she managed to do was piss him off. She saw stars when he punched her in the back of the head, and then she heard him hock and spit as he lubed his cock. She tried to prepare herself for what she knew was coming, but what could she actually do? She couldn't stop him, that much was obvious, and there was. Jims attack grew more violent and she closed her eyes and bit her lip as he assaulted her cunt. Hank stared with lust as Shere's tits jumped and rolled each time Jim pounded her.Jim saw Shere close her eyes and when she bit her lip he couldn't hold off, his cock felt so good fucking this slut, she was so sexy and such a whore, he felt it, that feeling, he stiffened and grunted and his cock exploded. "Ohhh pump it..." Shere exclaimed as she felt his hot cum. She kept her legs tightly wrapped. My head is spinning, why did you stop her? I ache for release. She stands and you both begin your instructions once again. My body tingles with every touch. The throbbing between my legs is almost unbearable. She poses my body carefully. You each work almost clinically to make sure there is not a better more flattering way for me to stand. You step away, watching as she moves my arms, my legs ...... she is sculpting my body as you have previously sculpted my mind. I am sure of only one thing. I could hear water running in the bathroom. I headed down the hall. I dropped my bag on the bed and walked toward the bathroom armed with a ready excuse for my bedraggled hair, my wrinkled shirt. He probably wouldn’t notice but I couldn’t risk not being prepared for scrutiny. He was sitting on the side of the tub, shirt off, pouring silky soap under the running stream. The smell of cinnamon and cloves filled the room and I breathed deeply and noticed the new but slight scratches on his.