There was no need for his saliva. My cunt was already soaking and the hair on my pussy was matted with juice. He pressed the head of his member agains... the hole and then slid in easily. I gasped, my mouth making a giant ‘O’. I tried not to scream out, but it was no good. With every inch, the pleasure and pain became intertwined. I shrieked as he fucked me harder and harder. I could hear the giggles and cackles from the other women in the toilet, but I didn’t care. I was being pounded by this. I hear his soft laughter and my heart instantly melts God, I am in way too deep with this man. “Morning sleeping beauty, did I wake you from a naughty dream perhaps?” he asks and I laugh delicately, turning round to face him. Tim Bryant use to be a sickening sight to me, however after last night all I see when I look at him is pure sex, he’s gorgeous. “Yes you did you mean man, my dream was extremely hot and passionate,” I say cheekily, moving in closer to him. Smiling, I feel his strong arms. She grabbed her keys and purse and wondered if she needed a coat for the evening. She looked outside and the autumn sun had already set and a coat would indeed be needed to stave off the coolness but she felt she did not have one that was appropriate so she decided to go without and made her way to the door. When she opened the door she knew this was going to be a night to remember. There in the driveway was a beautiful black Lincoln town car with a personal driver. The driver beckoned her to. I frowned, ‘you need to trust me,’ he said, ‘this cannot leave this room. You and I, and Father Ostertag, will be the only ones who know about our covenant.’ I nodded, though I still felt apprehensive. ‘What do I need to do?’ I asked. Tim said nothing. Instead, he ran his hands slowly down the part in his robe and exposed his naked torso to me. I followed his body from his bright smile, down to his neck, his chest and stomach and finally his flaccid penis. I was surprised by the size of it,.