Harold Mann stood well over six feet, almost a third taller thanshe, even sitting down. His black hair had receded from his forehead abit but his hand...ome good looks pleased her. He was rich, smart, good-looking, generous, funny and he was crazy about her. And he's prettygood in bed, she reflected. If only he hadn't proposed on their seconddate, it made him seem a little bit scary.And his willingness to try to buy her affection scared her in adifferent way. Scared her not because it made her. I took out my penis and played with her boobs again. Now her boobs are turned into red and went to restroom and freshened up.I weared my clothes and put her bra and panty in my pocket as I want to save it as a souvenir for the memories of our virginity broken.I took my phone and check the recording of our fucking session which is nice and erotic. Now I start to swipe the sweat all over body by licking from her head to toe and saw her body glistening with my saliva.I took the snapshots of her. It hurts."He paid her no heed except to change tits to crush and twist."Please, Master, please I'll do anything you want." Like what," he responded. "I can use you any way I want without your permission."He kept spanking her. As she squirmed, her cunt rubbed against his now hard cock. He shoved her to the floor and commanded, "on your knees, bitch!"He strutted before her with his hard cock inches from her face."Now I'm going to fuck your cunt. You'll want it wet so that it doesn't tear up your. He looks pretty cute in a bra and panties.“Julia,” I say to him, “you’re Julia. Whenever you’ve got my stuff on, you’re Julia.” And whenever I feel like calling you Julia, too, but I don’t say that aloud.To my surprise he laughs. He doesn’t get angry, he doesn’t protest, he laughs.“Thanks, Urp,” he replies.I swat at him but I don’t really mean it and he knows I don’t mind. I’ve loved that boy since the day he was born even if I was only four years old then. We’ve had our arguments and we’ve.