She started to pull away, and he quickly grabbed her arm and turned her around. With a small growl in the back of his throat her crushed her slim body...to his and brought his lips to hers. He kissed her deeply and when he pulled his head back they were both gasping for breath. ‘We are never going to get in the shower that way, Colin,’ she exclaimed. He pretended to ponder the though. ‘Hmmm… going back to bed for the day might not be a bad idea.’ Colin laughed at the exasperated look on her face,. Why the bitch wasn't even aroused with fourteen inches of rubber covered wood splitting her small, young anus. She never once even touched herself, begged to be deflowered or for mercy. I have deflowered scores of young women with "Vlad", she thought. There is no substitute for the expression on their faces when they realize they have given up their virginity to a rod of wood, when they must admit their own depravity and know a man will never be the first to split their vaginal lips, puncture. It irritated me, and I responded in kind - the fucks were rougher, and I made him spend his days fixing the roof. I told him he could have the attic as his bedroom if he finished it, and for the next few months, it became his project, the pace accelerating as fast as my passion cooled. In fact, my irritation was almost hatred by the time he finally finished. He'd been working at it 18 hours a day, with the shoestring budget I set, and the room was cold and spartan, but less chilly than. We danced close to each other, constantly pressing our hips together and lightly made contact with our cheeks and our lips. As time progressed he slipped his tongue in my mouth and kissed me deeply. I was very turned on by his take-charge attitude and the depth and magnitude of his kisses.He kissed me so passionately, taking my face between his hands and touching my hair. He ran his tongue down my neck and began to whisper to me how much I excited him and how beautiful he thought I was. I could.