I smiled at her and reached down. She winced, expecting me to hit her again. Instead I gently stroked her cheek with a warm, sensual touch.“See, Tam.... It's so much nicer when you don't act like such a fucking little bitch. I know you are a whore. You know you are a whore. If you had been a good girl like this from the first you'd be right by now and who knows, maybe you'd already be swallowing my first load. It’s your fault you know. You won’t make me do that again, will you, cunt meat?”She. This is how it happened.My name is Cole Anderson, I’m 40, and was married for 9 years when the events occurred. I’m an inveterate tinkerer and found that a lot of people wanted some of the things I created. I am the author of several patents for gadgets. I sold my patents and because of my uneasy feelings, I sent the payment to a trust fund until I could straighten out my life.I was 22 and had just gotten out of the army after 3 years of service. I had been a medical equipment repair. Melinda silently slipped her fingers into my bikini briefs and pulled them down, allowing my eight inch cut rod to spring free.She slipped her fingers around my shaft and then she gently kissed the purplish-grey bulb before slipping it into her open mouth. I grabbed her head with my hands and a hand full of her long brown hair as she bobbed up and down on my cock. She cupped my testicles in her free hand and gently massaged them.I pulled her up and we kissed, our tongues darting in and out of. Then I dropped to my knees and started lapping at her clit and love lips like a cat with its favourite cream.She was soon very wet and I wanted inside her, I stood up and slowly slid my cock into her waiting vagina and she began to moan as a few inches slowly penetrated her. "deeeepppeeerrr," she screamed out.Looking at the clock I knew I didn't have enough time to savour her body as I had the night before, so I thrust myself forward as all 7 inches of my manhood disappeared inside her. After 5.