He did not want to go there. Been there, lived it, not much fun, I’m so over it! What was it about this particular woman that made him, want to be...d her over and spank her, just to see the intricate patterns and his initials decorate the fine shapes of her delicious bum? Because it would mark her as yours stupid, a little voice told him. Hey! Cut out the insults! He drew an exhausted sigh. Yeah, he knew all this. He was a Dom and his inner dominant was definitely rattling the cages in his. I moved slowly up and down on the head of his cock driving him wild. Looking into his eyes, I lifted myself slightly and then plunge his cock deep inside me, lifting up to tease him again. I played with the head of his cock, plunging again, totally in control. I did this again and again, until he grabbed me forcing me to stop. I then sat on him moving my hips back and forth, in my own rhythm. He felt hard and burning inside me, an iron pillar. I touched my lower belly and I could feel him move. " Fine," Liv whispered. "Just so you know, I really appreciate it." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Now, let's go find my godfather's living quarters before they figure out something's up." Mentally, Liv prepared herself by placing her hand on the comforting bulge of the Steyr that was tucked in the small of her back."We, uh, have to meet Dr. Huntington in his office," Liv turned and said to the receptionist."Whatever," the bored attendant replied, turning her attention to a gossip. But if you’re telling me that after having fucked at least, what, fifteen different guys and you’ve never had a guy with a prick as long as your dad’s, what makes you think that you’ll find one any time in the near future?” I had to admit to the logic, despite the fact that it made my daughter sound like quite the slut.“It hasn’t been fifteen guys,” Kim replied. But then I saw her mentally checking off past “beaus” in her head. “Well, actually, more like eighteen.” I cringed at the.