Finished he smiles, spins her swing higher then sitting the pot under her and lowering her body onto it.'You can make yourself comfortable'. 'I will l...ave you for awhile'. 'I will return to continue our little tryst but first I wish to set plans in motion for completing the conquest of your country'. She snarls and calls him every vile name she can think of but ends up sobbing at the end. She knows her fate is sealed. Her life now completely his to keep or end at his slightest whim.He throws on. He put on a light silk shirt and a pair of old cut-off jeans. He liked how the rough fabric felt against his cock so he never wore underwear. Today he would go horseback riding on the beach so he walked to the riding school and booked a group ride to the beach. The receptionist sent him to the stables, “ask for Elise, she’ll be your guide today”. Elise was a beautiful woman, about 28 years old, large breasts and a nicely filled pair of riding pants. Her long leather riding boots, a perfect. I used my right hand to start to wank him, while I used my left hand to cup and massage his balls while I fitted as much of him into my mouth as I could. He then put both hands down my shirt and started playing with my nipples which was a nice sensation but definitely a new one. I’d waited so long that I wanted to experience anything and everything and decided to gently suck on his balls. They were quite hairy and small, especially compared to his cock that had to be 8 inches or bigger but I. But despite the amount of pain she was still feeling down there (and it was considerable), she wanted another orgasm just like the one she'd just had."Do..." she breathed, concentrating just to form the words. "Do it ... again ... Again!"Ric didn't understand what was happening to him. He didn't realize that Vicky had already begun to evolve, and that she'd been unconsciously feeding images into his mind of the sensations she craved. The incredible guilt he felt from treating her like a piece.