She seems insatiable most of the time, and she loves my thick, circumcised, seven-inch cock and big, egg-sized, low-hanging balls. She’s also kinky ...nd likes to play games dominating me and ‘forcing’ me to do things I hadn’t done before. For example, I had never been into oral sex that much, but she soon had us in the sixty-nine position, with her on top sucking my cock, as she pressed her thick-lipped, hairy pussy to my mouth to suck. She even had me eating her out after we fucked, which was. " But I'm not…" she was cut off by John shoving his cock in her mouth. "What were you saying whore?" he questioned her as he held a fist full of her hair holding her in place. She sucked his cock dry for fear of what he had done and could do to her again. He grabbed her ears as he forced his cock down her throat as he came hard. Cum dripped out of her mouth and nose as he let her go, throwing her back onto the mattress."Don't talk back to your Master, whore. Haven't you learned that already?". I hardly know about her, but I heard that she behaves rudely. She married before moving into the new project. We both started our work on the project, and certainly, she is rude in speaking with colleagues. No one is happy to have a conversation with her even though she is the hottest girl in the project. Everyone wants to escape from her. I started to maintain distance with her and dealt professionally with her. No flirting.After a few months, I married and took a good flat near my office.. I hid in the corner and took my cell phone from my jacket pocket. I dialed 9-1-1 and told the operator where I was. “Don’t worry, stay where you are, someone will come for you," she said. I breathed a sigh of relief as I tried to keep my anxiety in check. It wasn’t working.Within minutes, someone opened the downstairs door. Oh shit, I thought to myself as I stood tightly against the corner. I heard footsteps as the person climbed up the stairs. Whoever it was had a flashlight. In a panicked.