I had been controlling my hands pretty well to this point, knowing that most women hate it when you push or pull their head, but she was basically giv...ng me permission, in fact it almost sounded like begging. So I put both my palms together on the back of her head and adjusted my stance for a better thrusting position. She continued to squeeze and grab on my balls and ass when I lifted her head off my cock and proceeded to thrust my big dick into her throat. I took a quick look to make sure she. He gasped for air coughing and spiting. Maria held up the gag and shook her head. He said nothing.“There now wasn’t that fun?” “We thought we would give you some idea of the level of frustration we felt every day.”He thought, hell girl that was not frustration that was pure fear of death. These girls needed an English lesson in word definitions but English was not the subject in hand, cocks and pussy were.Even though he was scared to death the thrill of the sex was overpowering and he wanted to. To insert my fingers, across your tongue. Your eyes closed in the pleasure of tasting your own sweaty pussy juices. You pull me down, to you. Kissing me deeply, again. I don't resist. You roll me onto my back and straddling my waist. You grab my cock, and insert it into your waiting pussy. I can feel the tight warmth, your inner pussy walls are still quivering from your latest series of orgasms. You moan with this pleasure, of me finely being inside you. You start to move your hips, but,. I am justifiably considered to be decisive, and once a decision is made, I don't have second thoughts. But this. So precisely pedestrian an act. Something I had naturally done thousands of times. 

I could see the faces, of Jason Walters, the senior partner who has been my mentor and is the individual most responsible for my promotion; and of Christopher, my personal assistant; and of Judy, my secretary, and of my parents, and my brother, Jack; and all the others. I could never return to the.