But this woman from Buffalo chat away, my character in the video game I was playing is lying on the ground dead. She got my attention. She ask if I co...ld eat her pussy the next time I was in town? I said “yes”. She didn’t want more than her pussy eaten and maybe her breasts sucked. I told her I would suck on her clit with my soft pillowy lips and nibble on her breasts. She asked why do I hide my face on POF. I told her that, “I travel a lot and I like my privacy. I’ve actually run into people. And I live the exact way I have wanted to live. Who am I? I am a slave to a master. A boy to his man, a son to his father. And, he is that first guy to put his penis in my mouth. Several years after that first cum, I entered into an agreement, almost a kin to a marriage. I agreed to be his slave. He provides me food and shelter, as well as sexual bliss from time to time, and deep physical pain. I provide him with my love and care, the submission of my body and sexual spirit, and anything else. She thought her cunt was on fire and it is torn to shreds but what she feels next is twice as painful and severe. I held her squirming body down and looked at her cunt impaled on my massive cock with the last three inches begging to be sheathed in her delectable tight warm vagina. Then I look at her beautiful face with tears. With no forethought I rammed the last three inches in as my pelvis smacked her ass with a loud slap and her scream became a wail. " NOO....NOOOOO," Ann's face is filled. And that night I had marked a new target, Felicia, a woman that had been deprived of tempestuous sex since she married the old geezer, Rupert Mc Caine. She fitted my profile quite well. Stuck up, married & beautiful; needless to say, if I managed to fuck her, it would be a nice family secret! I was staring at Felicia through out that evening undressing her with my eyes. At one time, our eyes locked from across the long terrace and we both kept staring at each other expecting.