It was slow going, but I did not want victory. I wanted her exhausted beyond defeat.I let her lead our dance. She was bathed in sweat. I let her drive...the pace at what she wanted, I knew if she thought she was in charge she would not stop. I did not want to stop. The voice in the depth was getting closer to the surface.She went for a wrestling clench that I turned out to trip her. I landed on top of her, stretched myself out so that my toes kept me balanced. Wrestling spins on top of an. "Now I understand." He murmured into my ear. "Indirect Abuse with its worst and longest lasting symptoms. I'm only surprised that our dean could not cure you."We sat like this for an hour. A few friends and colleagues came towards us but John waved them away. They were all professionals and they all had heard John's presentation, so most of them probably added one and one and got the expected two.When I calmed down a little John said:"I'm delaying my return to Houston for a few days. I suggest. I gasp, and grab the couch cushion, trying to brace myself from the amazing pounding he is giving me."Oh shit, you feel so damn good Darla. Keep pushing the pussy back on me." I reach my hand under us and rub my clit. He gently smacks my ass as he drills himself deep inside of me. It doesn't take long for me to start feeling another orgasm building inside of me. "Are you enjoying feeling my nine-inch cock deep inside of you, Darla? You want more baby?" He lays down on the couch. I climb on top. I would instruct you to tell me how much you could take of this thin hard shaft. As one inch went in you said "more master please give me more your slut bitch can take much more!" another inch slips in "Oh much more master, I want to show you how deep my wanton cunt is, I want you to see how much of a slut I am!" This continues until 9 inches of the handle is up your cunt. "Oh master no more, I can feel it pushing against my womb, master no more please I beg of you, I will do whatever you want.