Then began the slow distention and lengthening travelof his shaft to the bottom of her being.When he had bottomed out to the place where her cervixuse... to lie, he slid back out right until the cockheadwas re-stretching to exit and “WHAM!” slammed into herto the hilt. Again! Again! Again! He was pumping hisrampaging rod deeper and deeper each time! Dolly made“Uummph! Uummph! Uummph!” sounds with each stroke ofhis awesome cock. Dolly’s cunt was in continuous spasmas. And then he realised. It was just her way of turning the tables, because he had suggested that she "dressed for sex", maybe she had wanted him to feel degraded somehow, just used. Maybe that turned her on.He did like confident women and found girls who just needed everything done for them quite irritating, but even the most assertive of his girlfriends had been submissive in the bedroom. Lynn had been the same until a few moments ago. Still, he wasn't complaining as he felt relaxed for the. She was lonely, bored, increasingly frustrated and beginning to become a little sorry for herself. How sad was she? All her friends were heading out for beach trips and family get togethers over the holidays. The highlight of her days was watching some anonymous bloke working out in his apartment, and praying he wasn't going away like everyone else.It was only because she liked to lie in the evening with the curtains open that she knew about him. Her mother had turned out the lights "so no. None of this 'lord and master' nonsense, either, okay? I am your Lady and Mistress, and you shall do as I wish!"If you agree, come to this address and undress the moment that I let you in. Give away all but your work clothes, one tuxedo, one T-shirt and jeans combo, one pair of khakis with a polo shirt, and one business suit. Everything else, you are to donate to charity on the way. Agreed? Good, here's the address," Sherry proceeded to tell Sanjay our home address, even as she started moaning.