He started taking pics and telling me to look at the camera.i was gagging on his big hard cock while he was slapping my face.he told me to get on the ...op of his leather settee on my back and open my legs wide.he put on a condom , lubed my man pussy and very roughly shoved his dick deep inside me,thrusting hard and fast, he then turned me over and continued to fuck me rough and hard.he then ordered me on all fours and started fucking me doggy style.he was strangling me and shouting obscenities. My heart gave a little skip as the old Steve started to re-emerge.I shrugged and gave in, I was only trying to spare him further agony. I went to my closet and pulled out a new dress I had bought for the occasion. I thought it was very classy, with a halter top that sloped up from the back and just covered the swell of my breasts at the side. It fastened with a small clip behind my neck but the back left me naked almost to my waist. Steve just stared "He won't be able to keep his hands off you". I was beginning to think that I had imagined our conversation that evening when I was drunk. Because, if it had really happened, he showed no signs of remembering it. Then again, what idiot would risk losing his job for a few minutes of pleasure? Not that I wanted to pleasure him.He was funny and I began to understand the subject as he connected parts of it with witty humour. He taught me effective ways on how to revise when exams were close. However, when the time came for weekly tests, I was. Me turning up at the coffee morning with a huge female weight-lifter, he thought, smiling inwardly at the flutter that would put in the hen coop, And I might be able to help her.As David had thought, all eyes followed Amanda as she walked into the Church Hall the next morning. It was not a surprise as very few women are built like over six foot tall Olympic weight-lifters, and none of the ladies present were anywhere as near tall or heavy as she.“Please sit down,” said David as she stood.