Her hands gripped violently at my hips and claweddeeply into them to reinforce her penetrating thrusts. My eyes rolledto the back of my head as I rea...ized there was no escape. Her use of mewas beyond my control, I was her bitch and I would be so until shereleased me. When she had finished with me, I was a mess. I wasdripping in my own sweat and felt violated in my most sensitive parts asmy violator had pumped and brutally had her way with me. I wasn't untilshe cried out in ecstacy as she. She grabs his shoulders, digging her nails into him.She moves backwards towards the bed, pulling him with her. She turns them around so hes right at the bed. She pushes him onto the bed and waits for him to scoot up. She crawls onto the bed. kisses him from his belt line to his stomach to his chest to his neck to his cheek and then to his mouth. She nibbles his lower lip, running her tongue acrossed it.She moves from his mouth to his ear, sucking gently then moves to his other ear sucking. After what was probably just a few minutes but to me seemed like an hour, she switched her legs between my shoulder and my face. Shortly afterwards, she said, “If you are actually going to stay there, you might as well hold my feet up. Go ahead!” Despite the recurring alarm signals in my brain about my manhood being flushed down the drain, I noticed my hands coming up supporting her heels. She crossed her legs at the ankles, with one foot pressed firmly against my face, the other a little to. Tucking her back against me, I let her calm down for a few minutes, my cock still out and throbbing, but hidden from view for the moment. Slowly, I tucked myself away and stood up straight. "C'mon, one more street and we're there," I said and tugged her along with me. She moved a bit more sluggishly, as if she wanted nothing more than to just lay down and get herself off. "Come on." Tugging a bit harder she moved towards me and we rounded the corner. Two building downs, I turned to the right..