He could tell from the sway of her chest beneath the fabric that she wore nothing beneath it. Without her costume, she looked ... different. Still bea...tiful—oh, God yes! —but not as imposing. Softer. Younger. Standing in the doorway, giving him an eyeful, she blatantly ran her gaze over him. "And champagne. Definitely champagne." She glided to the bathroom, each stride showing tantalizing strips of long, toned leg. "I'm going to take a shower."Peter blocked the door before she could shut it and. I said no to his face. He begged me and said he wanted this so badly after he saw me changing and after he saw me wearing short skirts for this summer. He also pledged our friendship for this.I was all red and nervous I couldn’t think. I took a deep breath and thought I would just calm him down by jerking him off. As I said reluctantly” I only can give you a hand job, please try to understand”He thought for sometime looking disappointed and kept silence. I thought he was going to end our. I start to turn my head, but he grabs my hair and pulls my head back.…ohgodohgodfeelsgoodthepainiwantitohgodohgod…My arms shoot forward, straining against the cuffs, fingers splayed. Eyes roll back, moaning.SMACK!Harsh, sharp pain melting into warmth.SMACK!I scream.SMACK!But I don’t struggle.SMACK!…pullharderonmyhairhitmehitmehitme…SMACK!Almost burning. It hurts. My mouth is wide open but no sounds are coming out.SMACK!…ohithurtsnowithurtsitreallyhurts…SMACK!He just jerked my head back. The situation lit a fire within me. All of a sudden there was desire. So I ask him when he last had a good shagging? It melted any ice there may have been. Come on I said and he followed me to my marriage bed. Tall man, someone I actually like, good slender build and an enormous cock. I could tease it, hard to suck it proper, it found a wonderful home between my tits. I quickly wondered if I could take it all. Seriously, a huge skin covered tip, has to be a foot long and it's as thick as my.