I kept licking my masi’s sweaty pits for while. And then when I went to kiss her lips, she bit my lips hard. This stuff made me wilder and I kept pu...hing my cock in and out with robust speed, with this the wooden dining table started vibrating and the plates started to fall down on the floor.I pulled her towards me with her hairs and I whispered in her ear that, listen you bitch I’m gonna cum in your shit hole.In reply she pulled my head towards her lips and bit me hard on my cheeks and then. “Great game, Jenny,” he said. “Let’s show them tomorrow, okay?” …… Sunday afternoon. Centre Court, Wimbledon. The British Number One had just demolished his opponent in three sets to carry off the Men’s Singles trophy, and suddenly it was their turn. The crowd, already fired up by a home victory, was in the mood for more. And they got it. Their opponents, the French pair Rigaud and Giradon, never really got their game together, and the Holmes/Bradley duo saw them off in two sets 6-4, 6-2. As. I was pulled out of my revelry as Jason opened his door and stepped out, followed by his one word, "Come."What could I do?I opened the door and stepped out.I must admit that I felt very conspicuous without any clothing on the upper half of my body, but I sure as hell didn't let that fact stop me from doing exactly as he said, as I followed him into the house.Decadent splendor summed up the place.Chandeliers. Plush carpeting. Rich wood. Antiques nestled in highly polished display cases. I saw. It feels like forever before he lets me go and takes his cock out. I lay my head back on the mattress trying to catch my breath as I cry. "Oh calm the fuck down. You like it." He reaches into my skirt and sticks two fingers in my pussy. "See? You're wet." He gets up again and starts removing my clothes until im naked.Then...all I hear is silence. "He-he-hello?"I feel a fist hit my face. "What did I say?!" he sighs, "Why do you make me hurt you? I dont want to hurt you. You are honestly the most.