You're not allowed to touch that until I tell you" so I apologised and placed my hands behind my head. She continued to fuck my arse with the dildo, d...eper and deeper, faster and faster. I started to moan with pleasure, then before I knew what I was saying, I was begging her to fuck me. She had awakened my 'Inner Slut'. I was loving every minute of it. I told her to stop. "Why" she said. "Try a bigger one" I replied. So she reached for her biggest dildo, it must've been 12 inches long, and it. While all this raced through my fever riddled mind the Angel lowered her head and toke my manhood in her mouth and started to suck on it. First slow and gentle but gradually harder as she toke it in deeper and deeper. She was right it did hurt as my dick seem to get even harder, but it was mixed with such a wonderful indescribable sensation that the pain was hardly noticeable and even seem to enhance the sensation. As her wet lips kept going up and down my shaft and one hand still caressed my. Whichever it was, it turned her on. She knew if she ever did dance for a lover, he would be happy with how she looked. Her breasts were full, round and smooth and she often wondered what they were doing on her slim, five-foot-five frame. They were perhaps slightly out of proportion and had embarrassed her when she was younger, but nowadays she covered them with loose fitting clothing and sweatshirts. She was pretty sure no one had any idea whether she had a nice body or not. Of course,. A cruel display of her power and there was more. In her infinite harshness she had left a note next to a used condom:“We are out for dinner. It would be lovely if you could tidy up. I can’t be bothered right now. Love L.”I collapsed onto a chair, feeling the dull ache of self-pity and jealousy in my stomach. The joy of my weekend’s fishing trip erased from memory. But, loath as I am to admit it, there was a growing admiration. This was so cruel, so well thought out and so well executed. Who.