The more objective I became the easier it was to inflict the pain Julie demanded. Her skin bruised easily from my hands gripping her as I pummeled her...with my cock. I often worried if Doug would see the reddened, bruised skin of her bottom from my spanking and slapping, but I admit, I became as addicted to the raw savagery of it as she was.For Julie, a great night of sex was when her exhausted body reached the point of collapse. She called it "rag dolling" because all control was ceded to me.. The problem is that he's not always there. Christmas office parties were the worst, I rarely go these days, I had to leave so many jobs, not being able to return and face my work colleagues in the new year.I found out early that I couldn't hold my drinks, it was when I went to college. I was a virgin until the first party I attended; how can an innocent girl like me take on three guys just because she had taken two or three drinks. And do you know the worst bit; I can remember everything, it's. One reason, certainly is that itgives women a chance to fantasize being as graceful and feminine asballerinas the same way guys watch action movies and fantasize aboutblowing up evil sadistic terrorists and getting in the pants of thesexy female spy at the end, but that's only part of the story. Thereason, gentle readers, is because, although, yes, the women dancers inthe performance were all graceful and feminine with their ballerinahourglass figures, the men, however, HOO BOY, all wore the. Two beautiful pink nipples topped creamy white tits. Sliding his hand beneath her panties he lowered his head to her tits. At the first lick of his tongue on her nipple and his fingers on her bare pussy, Lila arched up and cried out as she came. The sensations were too much for her to handle, not even the romance novels she read had prepared her for this, the reality of being touched. ‘Damn baby you’re hot.’ He whispered as she came down. He’d taken off her panties and removed his coat in the.