Without Manticore, you won’t exist. You said that I’m unfeeling and heartless because I want to carry out my mission. I don’t know about heartle...s and unfeeling. But you’re right about one thing. This is JUST another mission to me.” He brought his face close to hers, his expression unyielding, and hissed, “I’ve been on missions where I killed people, young and old, male and female. This is what I do. I specialise in assassination. So don’t think for a second that I intend to fail this one. What was I expecting? My sperm was her ambrosia? He sat crying, a scared boy, my angel gone as I fled that changing room in tears! I was heart broke, angry, and frustrated I had been such a fool, an idiot! The next day my angel closed up like a castle gate, drawbridge up and defences armed. I had lost everything!More weeks passed as I had to rebuild our intimate connection all over again. Apologising at first with humility letting him vent at me as I hid my anger and self-loathing. Then with. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to fit all of him in me. Slowly he just kept pushing forward, until he was seated all the way inside. I was filled up tight, my body trying to adjust and make room for him. He paused, letting me take a minute to get used to him before slowly pulling out and driving back into me. I felt his hands searching until they found mine. Lacing his fingers through mine, he pushed our hands up over my head again and held them there as he drove into me, pushing deep. " He says smacking my already red ass. "Ooooo fuck daddy I love this fat cock." I say loudly. I feel him grab my hair tugging on it pulling my head back while he humps his cock into my dripping cunt. "You like this baby?" He said in a muffled voice. "Oooo fuck yes daddy I love it. Fuck me good. Pound my pussy." I moan loudly. I feel him pull out and turn me around to face him. I then feel him pick me up as if I weighed nothing and shove his cock up into my pussy. I wrapped my arms around his.