One passing car later, and they were on their way.He stole continued glances at the passenger seat while he drove through the suburban back roads. Oh ...hit. Is this even the same person?Her reddish-brown hair, always straightened—excepting Saturday’s encounter, was now wavy at the ends. She’d tied it partially into a ponytail which hung from halfway up the back of her head to just past her shoulder blades. The rest was brushed forward over her bared clavicles. A pair of long, thick tresses. ”I moved back onto the bed. We kissed and I positioned myself above her. I moved my hips forward and my cock found its natural entrance. I very slowly eased my whole length inside her, balls deep. She was oh so tight. It felt as though my whole cock was being enclosed by a moist velvet glove. It was great. I lay still in her for a short while. I could see she was in minor discomfort, but enjoying it as well; that delicious point where small pain and larger pleasure collide harmoniously.“You’re. He got out, walking round to open the car door."Last chance for you to change your mind, Amy. I can drive you back and you can forget all about it, but if you get out, you're mine to use until 2". Almost trance like she swung her legs out of the car and stood up. It was the first time she'd seen him properly, his stocky 6 foot 3 frame dwarfed her petite 5 foot body, her eyes lingering on the large bulge in his pants."No, I want this, I want everything we talked about"."Good. Now lose the top,. The husband will be spending all the money on stuff that Miss Brat doesn’t actually need, but she just needs to be spoiled and feel the sensation of power and destruction. The urban dictionary should have a new entry meaning destruction: Miss Brat! After the guy buys some expensive and useless stuff, Miss Brat will typically not like it and demand even more stuff just to make the guy feels more useless and weak. She is the one who makes the rules and he just needs to obey without questioning.