"Look darling, Mother gave this to us. We can keep it until our daughter gets married." That sounds good to me. We can get to work on our daughter ton...ght," he smiled. Attia gave him a gentle nudge in his stomach with her elbow.On their wedding night, Attia's maidenhood was broken by her new husband. Everything she had heard from other women and from her Mother was even better than she imagined.She kept waking Lucius up for more lovemaking. It wasn't until past dawn when she wound down and fell. He went upstairs to start the next set, leaving her to eventually wake up and ponder her situation. The fact that it was almost two hours later before her friends had returned to look for her had also amused him. Eventually, the police would be notified, but of course, by then, it would be too late."Tell me your name, pretty girl," he smiled, looking down at her. And she was indeed, VERY pretty. She was hardly five feet tall, with long, straight hair the color of a raven's feather. So black, it. Susan, trying to regain her composure, said, “Yes, I think so,” forgetting in that moment to add ‘Sir’. But neither of them seemed to notice. “I think you may have enjoyed this a bit more than either you or I had anticipated,” he saidwith a grin. Susan acknowledged that she’d had. She blushed a bit, at acknowledging her climax. Peter scooted the small metal stool on its wheels to the foot of the table. Susan, raising her head a bit, could see him between her opened legs. He took the bulb that. Slowly at first, intensely observing my reaction as Iriled and moaned with every push and pull, increasing the tempo anddepth of penetration, faster, deeper, and I moaned and cried, slippingback into glorious sub space, where I had no control over my body,reactions and emotions, pure orgasm of a submissive mind, the happieststate of extasissy. She fucked me with abandon, screaming obscenities atme, calling me Her slut, Her little girl, Her sissy, Her sexy bitch, Herwhore, calling me HERS! To.