"Yet I am!" I smacked her a few more times till her ass cheeks were red. "Now get on your knees bimbo and undo my pants" "Why? " she asked "For a Sale... Director you are rather slow." She opened her mouth to say something. Instead she found her mouth full of cock. I had stabbed my hard dick at her face and got the target. I bend down and rip open her jacket. Her fake big tits wobble free. The nipples are pierced with steel studs. I have my hand on the back of her head as I roughly thrust my cock. Or at least it seemed like a scream. I almost felt like I was hung-over or something, my senses were so slow."You didn't go for your fitting," Nicky said."Do I really need a new tux?" I asked."Michael! It's a state dinner! At the White House, for god's sake. It's mandatory white tie," Nicky said exasperatedly. "The tailor is downstairs now, fitting David. C'mon!" she added as she began tugging on my arm, pulling me towards the parlor.When I reached the door, I just stopped and stared. The. It hurtat first, but the lube helped me relax until he replaced his finger witha lustier appendage. I gasped from the pain, but as he worked his way inthe pain lessened, and eventually he began thrusting in and out, as iffucking a girl's vagina. I didn't know what a girl felt in her vagina,but whatever it was, the male equivalent didn't excite me.I'd read that the prostate gland was how men climaxed this way, buteither Edward couldn't find it, or couldn't reach it, or my gland wassubstandard. You squeeze it firmly and I bite my lip. You know how much I love when you squeeze my ass. I hear the bed creak and feel the pressure of your hand on my ass change slightly, I can feel your breath before you lips press against my lower back. I feel the wetness as your tongue slides a trail outward towards my hip, and I feel the sting as your teeth nip lightly at the sensitive flesh. Your other hand takes a spot on my opposite hip, this time you squeeze harder. The thumb on your right hand is.