How do you manage to write it? Had I been the person who was writing them, I would have jacked myself off every hour.’ ‘They aren’t so good. Nob...dy bothered to even say anything about them,’ she said wryly, clasping her fingers together. ‘I don’t care about nobody, Em. Give me your hand,’ he said and freed her hand, guiding it towards his lap. ‘See it for yourself, sweets,’ he whispered and wrapped her palm around the bulge in his jeans. ‘Dave …,’ sighed Emma as she felt him move beneath her. ? He had toyed with the idea of a suppressed submissive, that was triggered by an innocuous code word, but while the idea was appealing, it would preclude sending her back into her own organization as an agent for their cause. He wasn’t sure what the best thing to do was, so for the time being, he was just having fun putting her into a state where she would accept whatever he told her to be. She was certainly a receptive personality, although he kept cautioning himself that this was a field. I fucked her hard as she came, stretching her pussy and holding myself deep, only to pull back and slam home again. It seemed like forever before she calmed, and by then, my own will to hold back was gone. Pulling out, I brought my slimy cock to her ass, pressing in just enough to leave no doubt what would come next.It took longer than I expected for her to understand, but her orgasmic afterglow must have dulled her senses. Still, when I found the tiny center of her rose and began forcing her. I only hoped that I didn't break the camera when I slammed it down on the table. I saw the way Maddie looked at me. She had that, "Don't even think of spending the money on another one if you broke it" look on her face.If I was perturbed before, it was nothing like what I felt when I saw the same spot on the pictures I took with my smartphone!I found the spots irritating, but since there wasn't anything I could do about it and the pictures were otherwise fine, I just put it out of my mind and.