Instead, I decided to try to track down Burton Toliver for a little chat.I arrived at the Gold Nugget at twelve-thirty and the joint was practically e...pty. I snagged a cup of rancid coffee from the barman and asked if Toliver was around. The bartender said Toliver had left about nine that morning, but should be back any minute. I thanked him, found a table and an old newspaper, and took a chair facing the door.I just about had the paper memorized, when Toliver walked through the door an hour. It was too much, the powerful urges had taken over my slim frame, it was as if nature itself was guiding me, I sat up and moved my lower body over his thighs and came to rest on top of his now very erect manly cock, rose and guided him inside me.I sat atop of this wonderful thing, God's creation for women, and I rocked and gyrated, rose and bore down in equal measures of ferocity, where I had remained sealed and closed, was now stretched to all four corners of the the compass, I used this meaty. I could feel the well-muscled shape of his chest and thighs as his arms pressed me into him. I felt so sexually alive! My nipples were hard; my pussy was wet with desire for this man! I looked up at him and pulled his head down to kiss him deeply. My tongue was seeking his, lusting for him. I had never felt this way. Our kiss broke and he looked at me. I heard my voice say, "Please". Mike asked "Please what?” I hesitated and said "Please, take me". He carried me to the bed, laying me on my back. I trembled as I removed my clothes. She then led me into her dungeon where she commanded me to kneel before her. She then explained the rules that I would have to follow if I was to submit to her. She was firm and intimidating and I found myself drawn to her in a way I cannot describe. After a time She told me to follow her on my hands and knees. She led me into her dungeon and commanded me to climb up onto her bench lying on my stomach which she called her whipping and fucking bench. I.