You loosen the grip on my face again and I move back up. Your cock slides out of my throat and my mouth till I am sucking on the head again. In a fast...move I go down again and you ram back into my waiting throat. You start guiding my face up and down as you fuck into my mouth. The whole time my hands play along your chest or squeeze your tight balls. Between moans I can hear your fast breathing. Your hips thrust up again and again. Getting faster and harder. Your moans turn into deep growl.. By four-thirty, he was exhausted and overwhelmed by how much he has spent in just a few hours to redo his house into now something presentable.Tim fells such satisfaction from Abbie’s response this morning, acknowledging she wants to see him too. But nothing more comes from her. Now, winding down, Tim wonders what Abbie is doing in London, and why hasn’t she text him anymore since this morning.He goes to the bathroom, stripping his clothes as he does. Tim's plan is to take a shower to clean. I rearranged my ‘tits’ in the soft multi-colored synthetic dress so that the audience could see my bobbing breasts as I walk down the ramp in the European Fashion Show in Paris, France.This year Pierre’s designs were very sexy and very risqué. He combined synthetic materials with leather and satin, chiffon and wool and showed a lot of naked flesh. He believed women should show their assets to their best advantage. A number of the clothes have bare backs, see-through blouses, slits up the skirts. It compelled me higher, swelling the rapture building in my cunt.And then she yanked off another two.“My Queen,” I howled as the pain flared. It hurt more when they were removed than when she put them on. “Oh, yes, yes. You’re so wonderful.”“You naughty slut,” she growled and yanked off another pair. “My slave. How much does this hurt?”“So much!” I screamed.“Captain Thyrna told me all about this.” She yanked off another two. My eyes rolled back into my head. “Maybe I should let her fuck you and.