She smiled up at me, as I positioned myself at her entrance. I plunged my length into her, causing her to let out a sigh. I went slowly, enjoying the ...eeling of being inside someone that I loved to a fault. Someone that society would have rather me not be fucking. I couldn't stop though. I picked up the pace. Fucking like it would save me from death. She responded to my more forceful approach by meeting my thrusts with her own as well as moaning, quite loudly. The couch was creaking,. Grinning from ear to ear I took his head in my hands, “Lie down!” and pushed him onto his side. As he tried to get up, it was my turn to be in charge. “NO! Lie down!” I told him with as much authority as I could muster. As I did, I ran my fingers along his slimy shaft. Even if he was a dog, he quickly got the message! He relaxed, lying on his side with his cock waving in the air like a red magic wand. It was actually thinner than I remembered, but just as long. “Good boy,” I whispered as I. Next came a matching baby pink semi-translucent blouse which sat reallylow on my shoulders with tiny elasticated "little girl" sleeves. Therewere no buttons, it just slipped over my head and hung over my enormousbullets.Then I had to struggle into a tiny full circle black satin skirt whichbarely reached the lower end of my petticoats, tucking the blouse intothe waistband before doing up the button.I stepped out of my mules into my new black heels. I noticed that therewere no locks or ankle. Breasts heaving.Tightening my muscles to give him friction. He groans into my neck kissing me again, I shiver into him. Feeling my blood pumping faster. "On your knees," he grunts, "like a bitch in heat. You really need a good fucking!"My hands, squeeze, roll in, squeeze then pull. Milking the teat. Again and again. Unknowingly going faster. Squeeze, roll in, squeeze then pull. "Oh Charlene! last night was just...!" Lacking the words to finish the sentence, my silence has to do. "He took me.