I could feel my cheeks getting redder with each slap, and my cock was screaming underneath my body.Apparently, George was getting aroused, even though...I didn’t present him with a smelly enough asshole. He pushed the toy deep into my anal canal, and left it there. He resumed his place in front of my face, and knelt down. I could feel his fingers grip my hair again. This time, his cock was below my head, and I had to bend my neck down in order to accept his thick cock into my mouth. I. My boyfriend's been asking for sex every day,and I can't handle it. I wanna escape him, and all men."Normally, Anya would have stamped the pass and let her in, withouthearing a word. But she was so bored, she'd have heard that sweet altovoice read the zip-code directory for an hour. And although she'd heardstories like Patricia's hundreds of times, she could believe it with abody like THAT. She also sensed something was amiss about her, so she letit go. "Sure, miss. Just enter the park, and. I was actually liking this. I was enjoying the aroma of leather. I was enjoying the view of her black stockings. I felt like here’s the place I belong to. I was enjoying this memory trip when she said, “done?” and I came back in my senses.I disposed of those torn papers and rushed to the lounge to get fresh printouts. This time I was careful, arranged all the papers, and presented it to her. “Keep it here,” she said in a neutral tone. She was getting ready for the meeting. Her pink shirt and. The rapidly changing expression on her face mirrored her turmoil within when she realised it was her husband on the doorstep, and not her recent lover."Ben! What are you doing, back home? I thought you were in Zurich." No, Kelly, it was cancelled, I'll tell you about it later." I looked at her nakedness. "You look terrific. How did you know it was me at the door?" I didn't!" Kelly suddenly realised what she had said and the obvious implications. She appeared embarrassed and I could see her.