GOD!!!, she thought, THIS guy is doing a number on me. He's marvelous. She had only expected to be his punching bag, and for him to fuck her a few tim...s. Maybe 3 or 4. POSSIBLY 5, but no more than that. He had mentioned that he was 45, yesterday, so she wasn't expecting "Superman." She was well aware of the limitations that men had, as they went into their middle years. The drive lessened, and faded, until it was an event to get a hard on. Eventually they were left with the desire, but, NOT the. Tushar’s hand was around my neck, choking me slightly. I was startled. My bag fell off my arm, as I was struggling to let go. He came near me, and said, ‘The next time you dare to be late, just know that it’s going to be way worse than this.”I was gasping for air and finally, he let me go. I touched my neck and coughed a little. Just when I had let out a sigh of relief, he pressed his lips on mine and started kissing me.Tushar was full of lust, and there was an urgency in him. I kissed him back. He said, ? Not too bad for your first blow job. You will get better with practice bitch.? He then withdrew his cock and led me to the wall where he locked a metal collar around my neck that was connected to the stone wall by a length of chain. He then untied my hands and feet so I could straighten up. He told me, ? I am your only connection with life now bitch. If I left you here you would starve to death. You will come to love pleasing me or die. There is a chamber pot for you to use. ..as i flop down on2 my back & stretch out beside u vainly trying 2 catch my breath u don't waste any time as your lips go back up 2 my nipple again licking sucking & biting... i don't have the energy 2 do anything else besides moan & press my hips upward grinding tight against your body as i whisper breathlessly " taste my cock ! suck the cum out of me !! "sumhow u manage 2 strip me of my shorts without me even really noticing your actions... but i certainly notice when u move down & press my.