"I can do anything I want with those tits. Anything I want." Strip naked," I ordered her, not wanting to waste any more time by watching her slowly re...ove her clothes. My lust was almost out of control. I watched as she removed the remainder of her clothing and at last stood naked before me. The lust within me was almost more than I could bear. I wanted to attack this frail creature like the predator I truly was. There was something in me that was receiving great pleasure from holding myself. My mother was an exception to that rule. I don’t remember her at all, but according to Doug, she showed up at his door drunk with 2-year-old me in tow and demanded child support from him. The story goes he called CPS and ended up getting full custody of me in the courts later on. He was a cheap bastard, especially when it came to women. It somehow served him well, though.He raised me reasonably well, with the exception of the ideas he put into my head about women. I didn’t get his charisma, so. At first, I froze. My head swam with all the ways that I might please you. I could sense your impatience as I second-guessed myself, wondering exactly what it was that you wanted. Finally, you took pity on me. Holding my chin firmly in your hand, your eyes were not unkind as you spoke. "Breathe. You can do this." This was new to me. It was something I'd only recently discovered about myself. You'd seen it, and gently drawn it out, patiently teaching and helping me to understand that it was okay. He pulled her a bit back so her asswas exposed revealing a small hole showing off her anus. Without any warning Markus slammed himself against her behind, pressinghis erection past the latex hole into her asshole. "OH MY GOD."His wife screamed and moaned as every thrust inside her rear caused aripple of sensation into the tight sticky mess in her crotch tightlybound against her pretty form. Markus pressed his hands against herlocking her into place. She could do nothing but make animalistic.