Once I stood up, his lips were on mine again, and his tongue was back in my mouth. He walked me backwards, closer to the bed as he continued to kiss m.... He pulled my underwear down that I was wearing over my ripped stockings, and started to touch me there. He slipped one finger inside of me at a time until he couldn't fit anymore.With one hand, he pulled his boxers down while the other was still touching me.He took my hand and placed it on his penis, and took my other hand and placed it on his. She enjoys anal sex, butonly when she is in the right mood for it. She nevertells me she wants it in her ass, so I have to useguesswork to figure out the right times. Sometimes I’mwrong, but most of the time I’m right about it.Luckily, this was one of those right times. I stood again, and placed my cock to her asshole, andslowly, carefully slid in to the hilt. Learned long agothat even when she’s in the mood for it, making itpainful will ruin it for her. I let her get used to. I heard her moan into the fabric silencing her, which only encouraged me. I removed my fingers and positioned the enormous cock at the entrance of her twat. She was whimpering again, and her whole body had tensed up in anticipation of what was about to happen to her. With one mighty shove I buried inside of her half of the length of my plastic cock. She screamed and I smiled at her pain. With another thrust I was buried to the hilt and I stayed there for a few moments, letting her adjust to my. When finally sated she had me kneel down, my face to the floor in front of the chair while she alighted from it. I was allowed to look up only whilst re-fitting her sandals for her; just this simple act of servility had my cock stiffening again, as I humbly fastened each leather strap for this magnificent and superior woman. She tutted as she evidently surveyed the soiled chair."You are going to need a drink of water to keep your tongue nice and moist. You stay right there and I shall get you a.