'You can have me after.''Do you want me to lie on my stomach or back?'Lie on your back' He said, 'I want to see you as my cock goes inside you.'I lay ...n my back and raised my legs, resting them on my shoulders.'Has it been long since you received?' He asked, applying baby lotion to my hole, his finger popping in and out, teasing me!'A couple of years'He eased his cock into my arse, I have to say, it felt good. He eased in and out at a reasonable pace, really smoothly.'A lot of guys just go. I managed to isolate Leanne at the party without notice and she informed me that the Americans had gotten my name from a female room-mate of PC Anderson who worked at the same police station. I remembered seeing the girl a couple of times and had not considered her a threat. Apparently, a hidden diary had come into her possession that mentioned an A. Patel as being an agent of the Pakistani Intelligence Service. I had unfortunately not attempted to hide my name because it helped to cast off. It was only Sam’s hands on the small of my back that stopped me from leaping up and running all the way home. I tried to wriggle free, but he was too strong for me. After the first two there was a pause as I tried to calm down and stopped trying to escape. For a fleeting moment I thought it was all over, but I was wrong. The peace was shattered when the third blow fell, and I yelped loudly. Shit, but this was far worse than I’d expected. Despite the pain I could already feel my juices flowing.. But…” “But, Mistress?” “It might be fun to pretend that I am.” Justine’s hand gripped my cock tightly as she stroked. “Just do as I say, Peter and it’ll all be fine. Now, since you like my clothes so much I’m sure you can’t wait to show me what you look like in them. Of course, you’ll need to take your clothes off first.” I took my clothes off in a hurry, resulting in them being scattered in much the same fashion as Justine was prone to doing with hers. Justine sat and watched, looking.