"You do."Get down on your knees bitch" I command you, and grab you by the hair as you comply. I'm already pulling my cock out as you hit the ground. S...anding right in front of you now. I want to catch the look on your face when you see it. When you realize that you are not only about to be ****d, but the cock is huge, blunt and brutally thick."Open your slut mouth now!"I shove the head in. You gag. You can barely hold it. But I make you, pulling you in by a handful of hair. You have no choice. Her fingers found the zip and slowly pulled it down and then she slipped her hand inside his jeans to his ever-hardening cock. “Mmm nice, feels lovely and long.”She withdrew her hand and undid the belt buckle to allow greater freedom. Pushing his jeans down over his hips until they fell to the floor, she slipped a hand inside his boxer shorts and continued to stroke his cock.Richard ran his hands over her back and down to her arse he pulled her skirt up so that he could feel her knickers and. The light which shone from under one of the doors visible through the bedroom door, winked off, and a slim male figure appeared in the hallway. The figure walked slowly down the hallway, and softly pushed open the bedroom door, as the figure’s hands held a large silver tray holding a coffee set, with the steam still coming from the spout of the large pitcher; he very carefully set the tray down on top of the dresser, quiet as a mouse. He then moved to the side of the bed, and looked down on the. --HELLO. LONE RANGER HERE IN SEARCH OF CLEOPATRA, the text message read. Renata stared at it in disbelief for a moment and felt a nervous chill. She responded with: --HI KEMO SABE. IS IT REALLY YOU?--YES REALLY ME--HOW DO I KNOW 4 SURE? I’VE HEARD FROM SOME KOOKS--YOU KISSED ME RIGHT AFTER ‘I’D RATHER GO BLIND’. THEN WE HAD SEX ON A CHAIR IN THE MUSIC ROOM. I HAVE YOUR HEADPIECE TO PROVE IT.--AH YES. GLAD I FOUND YOU--ME TOO. WHY DID U RUN OUT?--SCARED. I NEVER DID ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE--ME.