It certainly looked like I had a hangover. It felt like a hangover. The mere act of filling the kettle made my arms ache. ‘Ow-ow,’ I whimpered, se...ting it down on the base and flipping the switch before slumping over the counter with a groan. And to think the day was relatively young. If having a night of passion equated to how one might feel after climbing to the top of Ben Nevis—and heaven help me, it was starting to seem as though it might—then the worst of the discomfort was surely yet to. I told her if her tits were sore to suck and lick them a while she did just that. This gave me time to come up with other ideas. I dismounted got out of bed headed to the door and she wanted to know where I was going. I told her I had an idea I thought she might like. I opened the closet door got one of those pants hangers with the built in clothes pins and headed back to bed. When I got back to I clamped each nipple under a pin and roughly stuck my dick back into her. She wanted to. " I felt my cock get bigger as she said those words. I secretly loved being called daddy in bed. For a second I thought she was reading my mind. I placed my hand on Cydney's throat as I fucked her senseless. Her pussy was getting increasingly wet as my cock went in and out of her. "Don't stop Jason don't you dare fucking stop!" To Cydney's surprise I pulled out midway and told her to start sucking my cock. I could tell by her expression she wasn't ready for me to stop fucking her. "Don't. But I will give you my address and you can come and watch itanytime you like" His chuckling made it clear that I was not going to getthe tape – ever. I had to decide – I had never seen this guy beforebut given he knew my name I had to assume he knew either me or one of my friends – soif I refuse the tape WILL be seen – I just knew he would do it. As I went to stand he barked "Crawl bitch!" This was an unexpected turn in the proceedings and for amoment I hesitated. "OK Your choice – good night".