She was bound to fuck him to death. He did not think she could squeeze another drop of cum out of him but she was so not done with him. She rubbed her...nipples all over his ass then she spread his legs wide and then she began kissing his ass cheeks and biting them. She spread his ass cheeks and kissed his asshole. Pete's cock sprang to attention. As she kissed his asshole she then pushed her tongue into him and grabbed his balls and tongue fucked his ass as she kneaded his balls then his cock.. He was dressed in black boots and red trousers. He had a black mask covering his face and his upper body was exposed. His muscular body glistened in the sun Around his hips hung a broad leather belt and in that belt he had put his tool of trade, the whip.I stared at the whip, I stared at the man. My gaze was transfixed at his body, his muscles, his strength and the vicious whip that hung by his side. He was a man that could make any girl weak in her knees but the thought of that man using his. I ordered two glasses of Champagne and Anne turned to me and made a flirtatious little toast. “To John, my prince charming who rescued me from another evening of boredom with my evil stepmother. John, I’m so glad I’m here with you instead.” Anne’s eyes sparkled with life and she giggled at her teasing toast as our glasses touched. We linked our arms and sipped the crisp bubbly Champagne in a toast. Out of the blue Anne leaned in and kissed my cheek very lightly. As she did so her hair enveloped. I grew to like it, no just like it, I grew to love it. I was his and there was nothing I could do about it. One day, he disappeared and I never heard from him. I was at home with my wonderful husband. He had just finished filling me with his milk. I remember purring when that happened. He had left his big dick inside my hole. We were joined. I heard a knock at the door. Normally, he would get up and answer the door, but this time something told me to go. I left him in bed in the back bedroom..