The burning pain of the bite, coupled with the tamped down anger he's been feeling since Sylvia left, seemed to double Joe's strength. Before she real...zed what had happened, the lady found herself on the bed with his weight holding her down. The snarl of rage should have been enough to bring him back to his senses, but it was only a dream after all. She pushed up by planting both feet on the bed and bucking hard. But all that did was allow him to slip between her legs.Joe smiled at the deep. That was a heavy hit; she came to my feet and started begging to stop hurting her. Then I got her by her hair and made her in knees and her mouth near my cock. Then I whispered in her ears “ vayil edukke”(suck it]. She pleading and said she doesn’t do it for even her husband. I said nothing wrong in it I am your new husband in the bedroom. Then I pushed my cock tip in her lips. She slightly opened her lips. I said I will beat the hell out of you if I feel any of her teeth. Then she started. Just as the pain faded a new pain was found as he pinched her nipple between his fingers, pulling up harshly and twisting. She called out in pain, her back shifting as he handled her so roughly. It seemed to send something through the man, who let go of her and moved back only to sharply backhand her. The stinging sensation left her dizzy, a soft bell sound in her ears.Her eyes opening again and facing Michael as she cried were met by him coming close, and holding her head in place as he licked. She'd been widowed many years ago and my late mother had mentioned disapprovingly that she had had a "fancy man". Maggie had clearly been a very glamorous woman in her youth as she often talked about places she'd been to and the people she'd met. She reminded me of Bridget Bardot, old but still had an underlying attractiveness. "My legs are killing me" she said as we sat with our cups of tea on the sofa. "What's up with them" I said taking her empty cup out to the kitchen. "Varicose veins, kill.