I needed something, anything to keep me from cumming with Donnie. Damn, I regained control. That was close. I moved one hand off of Donnie’s tit. It...traced a path down her stomach and zeroed in on her pussy. I was slamming my dick in and out, retreating till just the head retained a foothold, then again sliding deeply within her. Man is she tight, that wet glove-like warmth just wraps around you. She’s built for comfort and speed.I began to play with her clit, just circling it with my finger.. Her clit, trying to swell, throbbed inside the clamp. Dane increased the pace and strength of the slaps, and Lisa felt the pain double. She sucked Kev’s cock frantically, as the pain melted away. Wave upon wave of pleasure coursed through her pussy and ass, as she came. “Enough,” Dane ordered, pulling her back up by her hair. He pulled her all the way up and against his chest. Turning her head to the side, he kissed her swollen, red lips, then pushed his tongue into her mouth. Lisa tried to. The fear.Mark wanted to see the very same thing facing him. He wanted to taste the smallbeads of perspiration that began to form at this woman's forehead with histongue. Would she move her head to one side? How would he reprimand her forthat? Oh he would slap her of course. One firm, yet unmarking slap across herright cheek so her face would swivel to the left. Then he would verbally chastiseher for being so insolent and remind her that she was powerless to stop himin addition to being in store. And although my Hindu mistress was at least fifteen years older than me, she gave me enough wood that I could have made a boat. A really nice boat. After I exchanged telephone numbers with Mina at the business convention, I called her about a week later. I limited the extent of our verbal exchange to sexual topics only. I was a busy man in my late twenties and I didn’t have time for any bullshit. Either a woman was down for some slipping and sliding or she wasn’t. Due.