You cover my mouth with your hand and order me to shut up! You start to fuck me from behind!I'm so horny and I love your rock hard cock in my ass! You... other hand slides to the front of me and you stroke my swollen, sopping wet clit! Your hand over my mouth muffles my loud, rasping moans! I desperately want to cum but you stop suddenly! Your cock remains motionless, buried deep inside of my ass! Fuck! I'm trying so hard not to cum! I sob unashamedly, whimpering incoherently and not caring about. "With that Marie drove away.I was cuffed to the pole for at least an hour before the door wasopened. Because the light was behind the man I could not see himproperly. But I did see he was wearing a dressing gown. He unlocked meand led me into the house. Then my jaw dropped. It was Julian, one ofmy most wealthiest clients. He had once tried it on with me by kissingme and squeezing by balls. I rebuffed his advances and threatened toterminate our client arrangement although I did not press the. He knew now that the pretty, young girl was definitely relishing the not too gentle spanking he was administering although Father Murphy's hand was tending to linger now after each stinging slap. He was caressing the firm, reddened flesh of her nicely rounded buttocks and, as well, his other hand had slipped under her chest to cup one of her hard-tipped breast mounds.Christina had never cried out but rather, at first, she had only whimpered. Now after three or four minutes of the. “Have you had sex?” startled him even more. What kind of question was that for a job interview?When he asked how that was relevant, Melanie assured him that it was; actually it was quite important. When he described a small amount of experience, she smiled a little and said cryptically, “We can fix that.”Now she described the basic of the project. “It’s likely that you, like most people, have watched erotic videos and masturbated as you imagined yourself participating in the events you were.