The cottage wasn't that large and she could now only be hesitating or double-checking her appearance before answering the door, either way it reinforc...d the fact that she was nervous and wary of him, that pleased him much. As the door opened he was most pleasantly surprised, the bitch had gone to much trouble to dress and present herself for him and the results were stunning. Her hair had been styled with care to the way he liked, her face was made up and blood red lipstick, glossy and. Itook a moment to adjust the partial mask I wore, the trickle of oxygenthat made breathing less of a chore."No, of course not, you'll still be you. All your memories, yourexperiences, everything that makes Hamilton Carver be Hamilton Carverwill be there. It will even still be your body, just completely remade.Your age, your illness, your injuries, those will be gone. You'll have anew lease on life, a new start."He played with his wristwatch as he spoke, his eager eyes not quitematching his. Dee pulled my head back. "You need to be punished, Michelle, fortempting poor little Clair like that. Lucky that Jeri and I came in atthe right time, who knows what the two of you would have done. I bet youwant to pull down Clair's panties and lick her all over, don't you?" Deecontinued to push against me, now holding my hips and pulling me intohim, smashing me against his hard pole underneath his dress. "You littleslut!" With that he pulled me up and laid me down over his lap with myrear end. I was moaning and calling out, “Fuck me, fuck me deeper, give me that big black dick.” I really didn’t care if anyone heard me. He started to fuck me harder and rougher. My orgasm built quickly. The sheer size of his cock, his rough pounding and the excitement of doing something so dirty pushed me onward. I started to cum; it was going to be a big one. “Oh God yes, fuck me with that big black cock. I’m cumming. Oh God. Make me cum. Fuck me. Fuck me harder.” The sensations flooded over me and he.