This wasn’t strictly true – Pete still very much held that honour but I wasn’t going to tell him that then.He grunted, threw the car into revers... and pulled out of the car park. We drove in silence for a minute or two before I dared to speak.“Are you really okay? Now that it’s actually happened, I mean?”Pete inhaled deeply.“It’s been the worst night of my life,” he replied. I gasped in dismay before he added. “But in a strange way it’s been the best night too! I honestly don’t know how I feel. Albeit She is a professional model, who’s modelled nude, modelled for groups of men at camera clubs, and does private nude sets of Herself for individual fans, nude videos too. I always found it difficult to believe that it must have been Her intention to make me spunk my pants during Worship Sessions, i.e. by choosing to pose in outfits from photo-sets that She knew had made me spunk my pants a lot. Looking back at my videos of those Sessions I can see that She was saying things that She knew. She was determined to please me."Hush. Just get up on my lap, facing me."She did and as soon as she was in place, I backed myself back just a little and reaching down, slipped myself into her. Then I drew her forward until she was sitting on my cock, surrounding every inch as far as it would go at that time. She got a big grin on her face and sat down hard, rose up and sat back down hard again. There was a sharp resistance and then I was buried inside her, buried to the hilt. Thrills shot all. The intensity of the sensation took her breath away for a moment, then she felt him swipe the end of his cock through her wet slit, up and down, and up and down, fanning the flames inside her with each passage.“Please!” She said, and was surprized at the pleading tone of her voice.“Please what?” He asked, leading her to the answer she knew he wanted to hear.“Please fuck me! Sir!”“Good girl! Now you get ready, ‘cause I’m about to make you my bitch!”Despite the workout she had given her pussy by.