But something had always kept me from making her, and now that "something" was stopping; that "something" slowly was receding from me, as a wave leave... the shore, leaving me naked to my passion.And I moved in on her. I went after her forcefully. I wrestled with her and brought her to me despite her protests and her attempts to be free of my embraces. And I forced my lips upon hers and locked our mouths in a solid hold and drove my torrid tongue between her yielding lips. And hated what I did. “Bend over the couch,” he snapped dryly. She walked over and bent over as he had demanded. He spanked her, the snap echoing through the room. “Have I done well, Sir?” she asked. On the second spank she released a guttural moan and arched her back, pushing her ass towards him and throwing her head back. Without saying a word he left the room and returned with a wooden spatula. Smack, again, the silence was broken. “Please, Sir, fuck me,” she begged, “fuck me hard.” Smack, another hit with the. She made sure he was closeenough to inhale the distinctive scent. Saying that she wanted to besure the two inch, narrow-but-not-skinny heels were sturdy enough, shehad him hold each one to be sure they were firmly attached. He hadgotten fidgety and when he stood up, which he did with obvious unease,she saw the erection he was attempting to hide by pulling his hips backand bringing one thigh forward, two tricks that failed to fool her.The next step was the night after that, when she got naked. But she had never let him go all the way. She caught him from time to time checking out other girls, she knew that it was natural, but, he wouldn`t even try and hide it at times. So, she always had this worry that if she let him go all the way with her, he would use her for a good fuck for a number of times and then throw her away and go on the hunt again.She remembered that he had this stupid look on his face as the stupid slut`s head bobbed up and down, then the sudden realization that they.