He then rubbed her clit with the tip of his cock and she moaned, her clit was so hard that she had a tiny orgasm right there. Then finally he gently j...mmed his cock inside her hot pussy. She was in heaven at this point, she was hungry for it but he was putting all his weight on her and she couldn't move, she just had to take it. So he fucked her harder and harder unti she thought she'd fly through the wall, she was screaming his name, and the windows were open but she didn't care. They both. "I was just thinking," I said as I stood and kissed her nipples and then her neck, shoulder, eyes and lips. "I ain't been with a real, honest-to-goodness whore since I was about fourteen or fifteen, back in Frederick Town. A fat old lady did men for two shillings and school boys for one, in the afternoon. Took about two minutes and scared me off women for another year at least."She laughed, making her breasts bounce, and I peeled off my shirt and turned to put it on the chair. I heard her gasp.. "I dont trust her, I need to know what she is doing NOW and LATER, I need to be SURE". So I texted her "So how is it? Do you enjoy? With who you are talking mostly?"... She replied: -Im drinking vodka with Emily (fakename), just sitting around the fire, its fun, I was talking with Denis and Bart."Ok call me later and tell me when you are going home"She never called that night, but I did. After dozens of calls she picked up her phone... WRONG... It was Emily. I asked "could you get Diana on. These days my mind continually swirled with lust-filled thoughts - and my little sissy-stick was locked up in a chastity tube so all I could do was caress my own nipples. It was such an exquisite sensation – but it made me even hornier and more humiliated each time I did it. It was a vicious, vicious cycle – the horniness from being locked in chastity was driving me out of my mind, a constant, never ending and overwhelming force in my body and mind. My brain burned with thoughts of new.