But instead, after a couple of minutes, I just walked out again, and Samir was sitting up straight in the soft old armchair where I normally curled up...to read. ?Take off your clothes,? he said.Oh, God. He was going to be dominant. Because he read my stories and knew that’s what I wanted? Was he going to play a role, or was this what he wanted, too? But if he did, then why hadn’t he expressed more dominance when we were together before? I’d told him I was submissive. If he was just doing this to. For his final bit he made me take as much of his cock as I could. By the time he took his cock out of my mouth my face was soaked water from my eyes and a mixture of his pre cum and my saliva.He made me stand up. He then pulled my panties down and made me take my bra off. He then picked me up and walked me into the bedroom. He threw me onto the bed. I lay there as he removed his clothes. He was very very fit.He got onto the bed he push my legs up and behind my head. He made me hold them there. Both looked relieved."How are you feeling, son?" his mother asked."I'm fine," he replied."He lied," interjected his father, dryly. "You got us worried, son. I'm glad to see you're awake now, though." Leave him alone," his mother chided, "he's just woken up."His parents sat with him for a while. Gradually, Simon became more awake, though the pain in his leg was getting worse. He started, remembering."Marianne. She was there!"Jackie leaned over to lay a hand on his. "Hush." Mum, it was Marianne,. One final hard thrust and he pinned me against the wall again. "get face down on the bed and put that sweet ass in the air for me" he commanded again"yes daddy" I said with a whimper. I walked over to the bed, laid down, arched my back with my sissy ass in the air for daddy.He stood there holding his cock, glaring at my freshly pounded ass. I wiggled my ass as to wave him over to me. He climbed on top and slowly shoved his stiff cock in me again. I grabbed on the sheets and let out another.