‘Really?’ she whispered. He replied, ‘Only one way to find out…’ She lifted her torso, pressing her hands on his shoulders, supporting hers...lf on straight arms. He began to softly caress and massage her breasts, and she started the tiniest of rocking motions with her hips, squeezing his soft cock inside her, although it was beginning to stir. Without breaking their motions, she whispered, ‘earlier, I kept hearing these feral animal sounds… who was that? I don’t think I’ve ever met her before…’. No harm, no foul."I headed to my office and turned on the monitor showing the room at the bottom of the stairs and the preparations being made awaiting Joan's and Suzy's arrival. While I watched, I changed into a black leather mini skirt, black thigh high boots with four-inch spiked heels and a black leather bra that just barely covered my ample bosom. Once they had arrived and Joan was ready, I would take the private elevator down to the ‘playroom'. I loved calling it that, my private. “No, I’m fine,” he replied. “You sure are,” I thought. “What’s your name?” He asked as he began writing. “Kaitlyn, but everyone calls me Kait,” I replied after checking his finger for a wedding ring. “No ring, all clear,” I said to myself. “How old are you?” He asked. “Seventeen, but I’ll be eighteen in like three months.” “Kait, over the past several weeks, have you seen anything or anyone suspicious in the neighborhood. Did anything look out of the ordinary?” His tone was very authoritarian.. After about 30 seconds I began to plead "ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts." He kept fucking me ruthlessly though with an angry look on his face. Instead of getting angry at him, I just whimpered and pled, "please sir, I'm sorry, it hurts to much. Let me suck you instead." What a change? Here I was in horrible pain as he kept jamming his cock into me but instead of telling him pull out I was pleading and begging, apologizing for not taking it. Angrily he pulled out. He ripped the condom off. "Your.