Her pussy was already tingling, knowing what she was preparing herself for. She was the daughter of traditional Chinese parents, who had emigrated to...America before she was born. Her mother was respectful and deferential towards her husband, who led the family with a quiet strength. As Xiu Mei grew into womanhood, her mother taught her about men, delicately imparting on her daughter a balanced view on life. She gave her daughter a strong sense of self value and strength of character, but she. .he forced me down by pusching my head on the kitchen sink. I am the man here…you hear?..His cock was hard and mean while he forced it inside me…it hurt..i wasn’t prepared , …I am not clean inside Mohammed.. please..wait.Shut up..he said, I don’t care…your hole is mine…he said with a determined voice. I felt humiliated, but also wanted by his needs and dominance. He fucked me firm hard and quick. Telling me to do what he said, and promised obedience to his manhood. He aroused me in a way that. . . I didnt feel anything emotionally. What I did feel was the physical things happening to my body. I felt Scotts cock stroking inside my body rubbing inside my sex over and over. I felt that guys tongue licking and probing at my little butt hole feeling so dirty and naughty. And I felt the other guys hands squeezing and kneading my breasts and pinching and pulling my nipples. They were tender so it hurt some, but at the same time it made them ache to lactate. As he moved his hands over and. I instructed her to shower properly, and to make sure her arse was pristine. “You must be ready to be fucked in any hole by anyone I choose” I told her. “Make sure to moisturise your skin when you have finished your shower, I want that skin soft like silk”As she showered, I went through the clothes my ex had left behind. Most of it was stuff I had chosen to try and spice up our non existent sex life. Going through, I selected my mother a pair of stockings, a very small pair of panties and a.