He pounded my pussy hard, putting me in my place. I was his slut to be used and abused. I would please him, that was my only goal right then. His cock...slipped and slid in and out of my cunt, his balls slapping against my pussy lips. The swift taps made my clit throb. Each thrust intensified, each harder and quicker than the last. His nails dug into the flesh of my hips, he pushed and pulled me onto his cock. I bounced back onto him, ensuring the deepest, hardest fuck possible. Every inch of my. Pressure on my shoulder turned me towards the owner of the hand; a tall slim man with rugged features and traces of grey at his temples. His face lit up with a smile and he motioned me to move aside but to wait a short way away from himself, Gary and the woman.As I sought out a tissue to dry my tears the man turned to my ex-husband and there followed a heated discussion, although most of the talking was done by the one who I now thought of as my knight in shining armour. Gary's head began to. I remember my first time moving to Denmark, and the very first time i used Tinder. My first date from my matches was with Eve. At the time, Eve, lived also in Denmark, but in a different city. We were both open to try new things and explore our kinkyness. That spring i spent in Denmark is very clear in my mind. After several years i still fantasize the things we did together. Eve was submissive, and eager to play with me. One time, we would switch the roles, but mostly, I dominated Eve and she. I told her no I was just looking, she smiled and walked away. I looked around and found a foot scale to see what size I wore in ladies. I checked my foot and went to the size 11 section. Apparently women who wear size 11 don’t have a lot of choices for sexy shoes. I did manage to find a pair that would do. They were a pair of red velvet sandals with thin straps, a 3 inch heel and ankle strap with a buckle. I grabbed them and went to the end of the aisle and tried them on real fast, snug but.