How slutty. How naughty. How good it feels to be taken and dominated somewhere they could be caught so easily. At this point her moans were loud enoug... to warrant genuine fear. Jack clamped his hand over her mouth instead and continued to pile drive his penis hard into her. They were both drenched in sweat, liquid dripped between their close bodies and the slapping sound of wet skin on wet skin filled the hot room and left ugly wet patches on the material of her skirt. With the spare hand Jack. He lifted her up, placing her on the kitchen counter top while he continued to kiss her. He wanted her, wanted her so badly. ‘Alin, I want you, I want to hear you scream for me tonight. I couldn’t stop thinking about you these five days. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to be inside you? To make love to you until you scream my name?’ ‘Jared-‘ ‘Let me love you.’ She felt tears at his sweet words. How was it that four simple words can make her quiver and weak for him? Men say. With a snap of her fingers, she strodetowards the bathroom, gesturing for me to follow, still on my hands andknees. My hard cock flopped against my thighs and belly as I crawled intothe bathroom.I had peed on my way to making coffee earlier, but Cathy had not.Kneeling, I watched as she unbuttoned the camisole and sat on the toilet.She didn't look at me. Soon there was the sound of water. Now looking at me, she spoke: "I surely donut want to get pee on mypretty camisole. I want to smell sweet. Her parents had both been lost at sea in a pirate misadventure in the Sea of Japan when a rescue attempt failed miserably to save them from bandits more interested in money than any religious or fanatical motivation.She had graduated from Vassar only the year before and was filled with idealistic zeal about the environment, the equal rights for women and the need to do something before the world fell into separate camps of haves and have nots.In fact, she only trusted two living things.The.