I need to talk to you," said Master when he came home last night. It was the kind of "we need to talk" sound in the voice that you just know something...is wrong. Master poured a drink and said down. "I read your online conversation with the Dominant Male." He was speaking of the one i posted the day before, the one about the stranger who tied me us, caned my bottom, and ****d my throat. I thought Master would be pleased -- clearly, from his tone of voice, He was not. "I spanked you before,. She felt an orgasm coming closer and closer as she moaned a little louder."Uhhh. Oh, yeah. Fuck that pussy. Fuck that pussy! Ohhh!" She leaned forward on the sink. "Fuck it. Do it. Make me cum!" she yelled as he pushed her forward and began to fuck her from behind again. He fucked her as fast and as hard as he could while she reached down and rubbed her clit. Her knees gave in as an intense rush of pleasure overtook her body. She leaned on the sink as he held her up by her thighs and pounded. So, let me start now, right after the events of the previous story, I started dating Kriti and we start having a better bonding but our college life started and we would barely meet. We were getting really horny, missing the time we were both naked together, enjoying each other’s company. Most of the nights we would be sexting each other, talking about how we would have sex, how she would wanna get fucked by me. We would both finally go to bed after lots sexting and finally masturbating, trust. The closer I got, the more apparent the room became. It was actually a large photography studio. My heart was racing and I could hear people in conversations. I stopped briefly at the doorway, very nervous but also anxious to get started. “I could back out at any time,” kept going through my head. Who was my partner for this? Oh my God! I hadn’t even thought of that aspect of this. I remembered Mr. Briggs wanted a “beautiful” couple, which relaxed me a little. But for me to have sex with a.