She's a****l-like and that is how I'm going to treat her. I put my hand on her arse and she wriggles at the prospect of pleasure. I walk in front of h...r and strip. Off comes my shirt, down comes my jeans and I'm ready. I stand before her in a latex corset and thong and their tightness and exposure rouses both my sexuality and thirst for revenge. Her eyes look hungrily at my body as I bend to take something from my bag. I take out a ball gag and, in seconds, it's in her mouth. She's puzzled, as. The Beatles’ ‘While My Guitar Gently Weeps,’ started playing. The 49ers in the bench rolled their eyes. Then Jay-Z’s ‘What More Can I Say’ started playing over The Beatles. Robinson shrugged. ‘Not bad, not bad. I’m gonna hit the floor,’ Robinson said, sliding out of the booth. Robinson moved down with Turner and Chalmers following him. When Jay-Z finished Robinson poked his head around the computer. ‘Hey rookie — how bout’ something really old school?’ Robinson asked. Nate nodded. Led. She asked, "Does this meet your request, Poppa?" Barely. I don't see David fighting you though." He chuckled some more."Jack, it's best to surrender to the inevitable particularly if you like it."Jack chuckled. "I understand."I came in from the kitchen. "Jack, I would like a drink." I looked at David. "He makes great Rusty Nails or anything else you can imagine. David, what's your pleasure to drink, whether it's alcoholic or non-alcoholic?" I know the Rusty Nail and would like one." He looked. He wanted Jane to have lots of orgasms this night. Lots tomorrow and lots on Sunday night and Monday. He was going to fuck her until his balls were all dried up. Then if she was still horny, he'd end up eating her. They slept for over an hour cuddling. Josh felt he could hold her like this forever. Her body emitted his and her scents plus her skin was salty due to the perspiring they had as they made love."That wasn't fucking," she said cleaning his cock and balls as they were under the spray.