She was mourning like a pet dog .I took her panty and smelled that ..oh…..wow…what a pleasant smell. It was wet with her pussy juice and sweat. Th... mixed fragrance of them was so naughty. I spreaded her legs maximum and drilled her pussy hole.. The hole was like a water pipe. The fluid was flowing. I inserted three fingers and my entire fist was covered in her juice. I loved that well. I sucked her boobs as a child and fucked her pussy as a machine. She was lying like a doll in the seat.. Nothing may be done to them without the Owner's permission. So don'tworry, you willbe under my protection." She wasterrified, not at what her Master might do to her, but at what she mightsee done toothers. *** They got in thecar. She had her hands cuffed together, under her cloak. It wasfastened only atthe neck, and relied only on its overlapping folds to provideany concealment.Needless to say, whilst riding in the car, he folded it back,so that anyonewho could look in to their car could see. I backed off a little and then pulled her down to plunge through breaking her cherry. Monica held me very tight while she became used to my stiff cock being inside her. I looked down and saw a little blood leaking from her labia and on my cock. After a while we started to move and I increased the movement by lifting her up and down to increase the intensity of the excitement of fucking. Luckily I had masturbated twice that morning so was able to hold off coming too soon. The more we moved the. All the time, she had to bear immense pain as he doesn’t do any foreplay.I tried to explain her the beauty of sex, the pleasure and satisfaction it could actually deliver. But it didn’t seem like she understood. After couple of days, I tried again to make her understand and I told her I could help her. First she denied and then I said I will just start doing it, and at any point of time, she could back out. She was convinced. She agreed to come to my home that afternoon.She came my home, I knew.