”“What of it?” Caroline was in two minds. Part of her was hoping that David would offer to make love to her again, but part was hoping that per...aps he’d say they shouldn’t do it again. She couldn’t make the decision herself.“Your mum saw us.”The air was still for a few seconds and Caroline’s head spun. She closed her eyes and sank back onto the grass. That was it. Her world was at an end. Next week couldn’t come quickly enough as far as she was concerned. The sooner she got back to school. Her buttocks were spread enough to see her rear entrance quite clearly, all pink and tightly puckered. The sight of it was enough to drive me over the edge, so I lost my first load to splatter it over her wide open crack and rounded arse.There was a tube of lubricant on the bedside cupboard, but as I'd already inundated the area, it seemed a pity to waste it. So I scraped all of my warm sticky cum into her crack, and began to massage it with my fingertips. Probing, I soon found the entrance to. He provides me food and shelter, as well as sexual bliss from time to time, and deep physical pain. I provide him with my love and care, the submission of my body and sexual spirit, and anything else he ever needs. It's a highly unequal relationship. I am deeply in love with him. But he is a deeply violent man. He is a highly promiscuous man. When he isn't using me, he's sleeping with someone else. When he's not sleeping with someone else, he's drinking. And when he's done drinking, he's. . I din’t mean ta’ be rude. Ah’m Wendolyne. Most evr’yone calls me Wendy.” She rose and actually offered her hand, which I had to be careful to shake politely, and in a more manly grip. When she winced, I backed off a bit, realizing I was using too much strength. “I’m sorry, Wendy…” I muttered. “I hope I haven’t hurt you.”She smiled, and showed teeth that could blind welding goggles. “Naw, Ah’m fine… Buut thank yew fer bein’ so kahnd!” She replied as we broke the shake.“I’m just going to.