Nell, equally naked, straddled him with one leg folded on the inside of the couch while the other hung over the side with her foot on the floor. She b...nt over his face, cradling his cheeks in her hands, and was furiously working on his mouth with her hot, darting tongue. Just beyond his head, on the table next to the arm of the sofa, sat her phone (which she had turned off: she didn’t want any disturbances to mar her special Day), a carton of Marlboro Reds and a fifth of Wild Turkey 101 Proof. Smith designed beautiful little fur hats to fit the 2,998 heads of his herd to mute their hearing. (A drunken Russian named Ivanovich had stomped two of the animals when he tripped over their reins, though they were totally innocent. Fred had declined to push the point with someone twice his size who also carried a very large knife.) Now, he thought, I have proved my idea, improved my design, and can rapidly become rich and besought by women who weigh less than I do. So on the fateful day of. He was sucking on my nipples now and he told me to stop bouncing. He start driving his cock into my pussy as fast as he could while still sucking on my nipple. It was the most intense and pleasurable thing I have ever partaken in. I was screaming very loudly now. "You want me to slow down?" he panted. "NO HARDER, HARDER AND FASTER!" I screamed. He started getting faster and faster; it was so intense. "I'm going to cum, I'M GONNA CUM" he shouted. He then came right inside me, and filled me up.. I freely admit this anger was inappropriate and unfair, since Madeleine was performing impeccably and exactly as I had instructed her. Our Mistress’s words later, regarding that bond between teacher and pupil were true of course but I should have had more self-control. I lingered outside their room and tortured myself as, subdued they were by the heavy door, I could hear the noises of their passionate activities. I knew Madeleine’s maidenhood would be gone by morning and I was saddened. My.