George begins to swell in my hand as my strokes become harder. ‘Fuck!’ He shouts through gritted teeth. He pulls my head away from his swollen ere...tion and roughly pushes me onto the bed. He digs his fingers into the flesh of my thighs pulling them apart. ‘You little whore, trying to make me come before I have gotten inside this tight little cunt.’ With that, he thrusts inside my weeping channel and in one smooth glide reaches the end. I moan at the fullness that his cock has created inside of. ‘Oh my God!’ the girl squealed when she saw them, ‘Mommy said that you were divorcing me! Nikipoo, it’s not true is it? Don’t you want to stay married to me?’ ‘I . . . no I don’t’ Nick said uneasily. ‘But don’t you love me? Don’t you want to take care of me?’ she screamed. ‘Nikipoo call off this whole thing! I didn’t mean to screw the chauffeur . . . and your last intern . . . and my yoga instructor . . . and the guy who does my . . . ‘ ‘Sweetheart, you’re making a scene,’ Nick gently. I had the gear and I had the time. Here I was on my own with my dog. She grazed my side with her head telling me someone was coming. I thought of the cloud of dust I saw up on the mountain. If that was a car it would now be near. I wondered why, for Guy, my supplier, was the only one ever visiting me every half year and he had done so only two weeks ago. I didn't give it another thought. Someone would come or not. Not having to undress I showered and laid myself down in the generous tub. The. “You mean, this?” She pulled my pants down to my thighs and started jerking me off, even though my dick was only half hard. But seeing her hand around it killed off some of my nerves and suddenly my sexual instincts were kicking in. “This?” She said again, in a bossy tone. “Answer me.” Merely 20 seconds after she had pulled my pants down, I felt myself close to cumming, which was so embarrassing that I recoiled from her, and I had one of those awkward half-orgasms that can happen if you go just.