I have never felt so much pain and pleasure at the same time. He pulled out a little and thrusting back in, little by little he was all the way in me....Soon he picked up speed and was pounding me with all he had. I could hear his balls slapping against me and our juices slushing together. My tits were bouncing back and forth and his hard body was hovering over me as he ripped into me. I begged him to fuck me faster and harder and he didnt hold back at all. Our breathing became fast as I dug my. I would've preferred if he hadn't shaved as it looks more like a man and less than a boy but he was definitely all man.He held himself in his hand and sort of bounced it off my ass cheeks, then slowly let it rub up between my inner thighs till it was right between my legs, then worked back down the other thigh and back again. He then took hold of it and gentle patted and rubbed it against my clit. He pulled away and I was craving for it so badly by this point. He then spread my ass cheeks again. Davis had given me away in my vanity, in the wide drawer where there were a number of similar boxes as I did have a lot of jewelry by that time. I was terribly spoiled. I pushed the engagement ring out of sight, towards the back of the drawer, and I hoped I could forget it, that Mr. Davis would come to his senses and remember what I'd told him. I was somewhat embarrassed by his affections, to tell the truth, and I was sure my Master wouldn't find the man's proposal very amusing.Mr. Reiser might. . So I would, whilst looking at pornography myself, try toencourage my mother to dress more modestly."Cover up more Mum," I would say. I didn't understand that Mum was abit of an exhibitionist and as she was conscious of getting older sheenjoyed still being able to attract the sexual attention of younger men.Eventually I pushed the boat out too far on a journey home from school.I do not know why I did it as I hated Islam but I said, "Mum you reallyought to wear a hijab to stop these guys.