Just as my first spasm stopped Mr. Keller then slipped a finger deep into my pussy causing me to thrash backward arching completely off the couch exce...t for where my head was touching the couch and my legs were on Mr. Keller’s shoulders. Finally, the surge of alien life left my body again and I started to relax, well, collapse might be a better word because I just slumped back onto the couch. Mr. Keller smiled up at me with a wet gloss of my pussy juices on his face and rubbed his head, “Well,. The texture was incredible. My pussy drank it in. I swelled toward my climax. I would have such a mighty cum. That big dick plunged to the hilt in me again and again.My boobs bounced, my necklaces clinking. I whimpered, my back arching. I rubbed my rump into the sand as he drilled that massive cock in and out of me. He fucked me with brutal strokes. He growled like a beast.A wild, out-of-control monster that loved my cunt. I squeezed about him, feeling the bliss swelling in him. The need to. "It's not going to happen, you know. When I bit you last week, my saliva entered your bloodstream like a poison. It does two things to you. First it makes you CRAVE an orgasm all the time like a perverted little sex fiend, which is what you already are. Second, it blocks your body's ability to achieve climax until I allow it. "If I do allow you to have another orgasm, which I probably won't, it would be as intense as the one that you had last week. Remember that one, little pig? You want. Monique?s Need.----------------------------Well Monique and I kept well in touch. In fact we met about once every couple of weeks as we relived that first tense meal that we had all those months ago. She was responsible for the changes that took place in my wardrobe. That leather dress was still a favourite of mine, especially with stockings and heels. I suppose that it had become my hunting outfit. Whatever she suggested I bought. One time we met and I spent the whole time hoping that she.