On the one hand it was random, frantic, before stopping and sliding slowly and erotically over her clitty between her fingers. She couldn't stop herse...f, her nipples ached, her pussy throbbed, her hand on the back of his head gripped tight.She pulled his hair, he gasps and looked up. In one single phrase – “Fuck me, you dirty bastard” she felt her desire escalate, desperate to show him she would still be his whore. He knelt on the bed, his swollen cockhead brushed her outer lips, coating it in. Oh God, yes, she would taste explosive fulfillment, and freedom, and love it, no matter what... Catherine bathed herself in the words, in the tone of Pierce's voice. She was special, oh yes she was so special, with so much to give. And she would feel special, her beautiful body remembering these words for her, responding to the instructions, irresistibly drawing her forward. These words bathed her heated flesh in warm, sweet sound, the vibrations permeated her beautiful body, creating and. I got myself some Fish & Chips, rushed through tea and then went and had a shower and got into my dressing gown, sat myself down and put on the first video. It had been on about ten minutes and I was just starting to get hard when I heard a voice behind me say “Hello Davy, just checking to make sure that you are OK, and I can see that you are”. It was Jill, the woman who lived next door, my parents had given her a key and asked her to keep an eye on me.Well there was no point turning off the. I need to bathe that scrape with water and Dettol, Ibrahim, and then I'll rub some of this cream into the bruising. There's a lot of swelling there.''There certainly is swelling - and it's getting more swollen all the time!' She laughed inwardly at her unspoken observation.'Now I know you don't want your mother to know about this so we need to avoid getting your boxers soaked with Dettol or smelling of this anti-inflammatory cream. It's only just after four o'clock and you're not due back till.