I felt him getting harder and harder in me, and throbbing ever more powerfully. Mmmmmm! When I sensed that he was at his maximum hardness in me, I cla...ped down tight, so he couldn’t exit again. As all that thick hardness stretched me so wide around him and filled me so completely, and throbbed and throbbed and throbbed so deep in me, I squeezed and relaxed, squeezed and relaxed, in very rapid cycles. I could tell I was driving him as crazy as he was making me now. He moaned right into my. ‘Ungf! Uhngf! Ohhhh…’ As the waves finally began to recede every muscle in her body relaxed, her head lolling to the side. John and Libby had fallen into a routine over the past two weeks. John would go to work, get off later than he wanted, go home and shower and then go to Libby’s apartment. Most of the time, due to parental pressure, John went home after making love with Libby. He hated getting up in the morning to a cold and lonely bed in the darkness and getting dressed to go to work. He. I lay back as she began to lick up and down my shaft, her tongue swirling expertly around my throbbing cock.Then I pulled her up so that I could suck on those perfect nipples again, as I did so she pulled her thong aside and guided my rock hard cock inside her soaking pussy. She arched her back as I entered her and was moaning softly as she worked my length inside her and I placed my hands on her waist.I began to raise and lower her gently on my cock, when she grabbed my hands and pinned them. Quite a come-down, eh, for that wealthy society Madam! Now she was simply a slave. A creature who could be made to grovel and beg for mercy. A creature who, at any time, could be flogged, until the blood ran. Who could be made to obey whatever order was given. A delicious sense of power surged through Quentin. The best of it was that there was no escape from it. Not even in death. For, like all his slaves, upon arrival Simone had been d**gged and brainwashed so that it was impossible for her to.