I quite suddenly became afraid; I felt an urgent chill inside me... I knew something was about to happen, but I couldn't tell what... but I sure could...feel it. I wanted to get out of there fast!"Driver! Can't you just move in next to that cab?" I said, pointing to a clear space alongside the line of cars."Ah sorry Ma'm, I have to wait till the porter lets me in. You know, he new rules and all," he replied with an air of frustration in his voice."Oh merde! Fuck the rules, I've got to get inside,. Fucking my mouth like a cunt, closing your eyes, ramming me like you hate me.then you throw me on the bed, on my stomach and with your strong hands you easily lift my ass up, so i am on my knees and force my head down. you take a pillow and shove it over my head and begin fucking my ass dry. you know how it tears my flesh but that's the point, you want to see the pain you inflict. i'm coughing and screaming beneath the pillow and the weight of your hand leaning on it as you ram the full length. Stephie and I hugged, exchanged a brief kiss, then got into the car and headed home.“How was your session with Anala today?” she asked.“Good and bad. It kind of built on what I’ve been doing with my journal for the past six years or so, but it’s taking it to a whole new level and trying to figure out who I really am.”“I know who you are! You’re my best friend, my lover, and my confidant; and you’re an all-around good guy!” Stephie said with a smile.“Thanks, Peaches. I appreciate it.”On. He was led to a padded bench beside a sizeable blue pool, which bubbled like a Jacuzzi; the steam it created meant he could not see the other side or determine how deep it was. He was ordered to lie on it with assistance from the cane, he was tied about the middle with his arms at his side and his ankles were also bound, and he was then strapped to the bench. Whilst the one who had led him, a black haired beauty with ample hips took mechanical clippers from a pouch and cropped the hair from his.