She idly wondered what reaction she’d get if she pinched it. Giggling under her breath, she decided against telling Matt that particular thought. Li...e the reception area, the large room they entered was minimalist in appearance. Apart from the heavy desk that contained a telephone at one end and a computer beside it, the only other furniture consisted only of a couple of chairs and a glass cabinet that seemed to be filled with videotapes and cd’s. The room needed a woman’s touch… ‘Centre of. .. another little hole I need to own." I murmur deep and sensually, as I caress her tight asshole before pressing my thick finger very slightly into it. I chuckled at her gasp. Her cunt now feels more settled around the thick, intruding rod of my cock so I start to thrust harder. I grunted in response to her soft, pained cries. " Feel that cock, baby? Feel it owning your sweet pussy?" Marina's moans are changing in pitch, moving from pain to pleasure as her body responded to the presence of my. At first they were cordial and were the standard “missing you in the chat room” stuff. Then they became more aggressive, and the fact that I didn’t reply to any of her messages only made her blood boil.It wasn’t unusual to get home from a hard day at classes, log on and check my inbox, and see 20 messages – all from her! She accused me,among other things,of playing “hard to get” and being a “pussy tease.”One particularly cryptic message read as follows: “Listen up you little cocksucker.I know. After a large meal, we packed up and left. There were now five of us, the three dogs, Josh, and me. We picked up the trail right away. Twenty men, even on foot, leave quite a distinct trail. We even saw signs of some blood drops, so we knew we were headed in the right direction. The dogs spotted the blood first, and that told them what we were hunting. They set a brisk pace that Josh and I followed. At that rate, if the wounded men stayed with the rest, we should have no problem in catching up.