It was my signal to start riding. Like I said, I felt like I had to prove myself to this man. I began riding him as hard as I could. I had cum the sec...nd he entered me fully and now it was my turn to show him I could make him cum quickly too. I gyrated my hips and bounced up and down like a mad woman. I could see in his face that this was getting to be too much. I leaned down and whispered very quietly. “Give me that fucking cum” With that he grabbed my hips and began meeting my strokes with. I licked the insides of her thighs and kissed my way up one side of her shaved slit and down the other. She gave no indication of approval or interest for a long time, even as I swiped my tongue up through her slit. I availed myself of her pussy, wiggling my tongue slowly into her. Aha – she was wet; a good sign. I tongued her for a while but she didn’t seem impressed and I feared I would run out of time. When I began lashing my tongue across her clit it was ready and waiting for me. I kissed. "Yeah, who's that?" he asked."Marty, can you come over right away? I need you, urgently." Her voicesounded strained."Who is that?" he asked, but the woman had hung up.Marty was annoyed at first, wondering who the woman was. Then he began tothink of all possible scenarios that would have a woman using Dean'sphone.When he knocked at the door of Dean's apartment he heard the samestrained hoarse woman's voice. "Who is it?'"It's Dr. Wright," he replied."Are you alone?" the woman asked.Marty frowned.. Emi was feeling very dominant and Tasha was letting herself be dominated. Emi let one of her hands glide down Tasha’s stomach until it reached her belly button. Then, she slowly massaged her hand down lower until her fingers intertwined themselves into Tasha’s pubic hair. Tasha twisted in her manacles as she felt Emi’s fingers so close to her sex. Mrs. Whitman pushed her on. ‘Yes Emi, you can almost touch what you want. You want her sex and she cannot stop you. She is your prisoner and you.