Lifting your hand to my face, I lick and bite at your palm. Your hand clenches around my face and your cock jumps inside me. I slide each finger one-b...-one into my mouth and suck gently, pulsing around you, my mouth and pussy working in sync. I can see you fighting not to take me now, not to fuck me hard at the pace you choose. You moan with each finger I sample, and I smile. Your overwhelming need to release is reverberating though your body and mine, but I am still not done with you. Letting. Did I TELL you to speak? your mouth is right beside my ear now, I feel your hot breath on my cheek. I shake my head as best as I can with most of my hair caught up in your fist. Thats right. So why the FUCK did you think I wanted to hear your voice? You deliberately spoke without permission didnt you? Do you want me to punish you? Because now Im going to have to – and its all your fault remember…you brought this on yourself you disgusting little bitch. I look into your eyes again, silently. OOOOOHHHH!"A violent hot gust of need gripped her crotch, her cunt trembled around his big hard cock and she began to cum! The sweet, clinging grip of her cuntflesh around his ferociously big, hard, stud-like prick hurled new sugary sensations through her loins. She was cumming on his cock, she was cumming around his prick!"OHHH, OHHHH, OH, OH, OHHHH!" she shouted, as the tearing, honeyed throbs of her delight wrenched her whole crotch. Her clit was pulsing out thrills, her legs were shaking,. That is unless I got lucky with some slut in a bar and could walk away the next morning. My family was worried about me, worried that I would never marry again and all that shit. My story started one March evening when my mother called and told me that she noticed that I lived in a pigsty and I need someone to clean up after me. "So I took care of it for you. When you go to work on Saturday leave $20 and a spare key on the counter. Melissa will be over to clean for you. I'll meet her and let.