Sex with someone you care nothing about is easy to find, particularly when you've worked in the adult entertainment industry. But that's beside the po...nt. What kind of sex do you want for the third wish?" "Actually, it is kind of the point. For the last wish, I want you to fuck me in my ass." "That may not be possible." "Why not? You just not want to that much?" Lynn shrugged. "Like I said before, sex for sex's sake just doesn't matter that much anymore to me. This is a side effect of my. "What?" He didn't answer immediately. Made me squirm. Took a long pull of his wine. "Play with yourself under the table." Was that all? I could hardly believe that was the extent of it, but knew I had to comply. I craved his cock that much. Running my fingers below the table edge, I traced them to my thigh beneath the napkin and wiggled, sliding the already short dress upwards. The heat from my pussy was incredible; could power a small city for a day. I brought a digit to my centre and coated. Followed the white seam down his muscled arms and then the side of his torso as she grappled for words. “I feel things. But not in my spirit. Somehow, I think maybe you understand the feeling.”When she looked up, she nearly lost her balance at the intensity in his gaze. The hunger, the compassion, the reluctance.“Make me feel again,” she murmured.“Mrs Draper…” A sharp breath hitched his chest, but he shook his head.She stepped closer. Challenging him with her gaze, she hooked her fingers. Her face was mottled red from the strained breathing and the continuous gagging she was subjected to. In addition to the sweat, tears and cum covering her face, she now had long strands of spit hanging down from her mouth and chin.-CLICK--CLICK-These were just too good of pictures to pass up.I wasn't sure if it was my threat of whipping Becky's pussy that did it or the fact that she was enjoying dominating someone else, but she was like a woman possessed. I think she was even more brutal in her.