Every touch sent another explosive orgasm through her already convulsing flesh until she felt herself starting to lose consciousness from the stimulat...on overload. “B-book.” She gasped out between screams of pleasure. She felt someone push something into her hands and the pleasure from the touch almost made her drop whatever it was. Finally she managed to open her eyes and see that she was holding the magical tome in her spasming fingers. Struggling to push back the pleasure for just a. Since she was working in a less-than-perfect job, and he was working only a few hours a week, their money problems multiplied. Then in one of his manic-fueled periods, Darius came up with the idea of appearing on Right or Wrong.Right or Wrong was a television game show that appeared on the adult cable channels. The whole show was BDSM-based and way past R-rated. The host was called Master Arnold. His two assistants were called Mistress Olivia and Mistress Makala. The rest of the staff and stage. When I got to his place I slowly opened the door and took a quick look inside before entering. The living room was empty as I had asked him, and I could hear music playing in the bedroom. I removed my jeans and tshirt and stuck my 4" heels on my feet. I knocked on the bedroom door and that deep voice answered and told me to come in. My jaw dropped when I saw him laying on his bed. He was big! At least 6'5" and a good 275lbs. He was wearing a silk robe, and looked so incredibly sexy. I walked. Her quickly started coming too, and tried to pull out before he did, but she said No! Fucking come inside me, I want to feel you coming in me. No man says no to that, so he jerked and bounced and he blew his load in her, that was enough to push her over the top and they came together. He lay on top of her for a while before rolling off. She said She is such a fucking bitch to pass up getting fucked by you. I figured we were probably done, but they were still kissing and touching. When he laid.