The vast ten inch cock pushed deeply into her sopping clunge and then retracted, pulling out almost to the crown. Then it slowly pushed back into her ...gain, repeating the cycle over and over again while maintaining a steady speed and rhythm. For the first time since she had been brought here, Clara was starting to feel a modicum of pleasure. The way the cock was fucking her reminded her of Danny Pink’s technique. Like Danny, the cock was a slow but passionate lover, more concerned with giving. You like feeling the tension, the pressure building up inside you, don’t you?”“Ah!” her client cried.His cock twitched violently.“But,” she went on. “It’s also sort of painful, isn’t it? The closer you get, the more you feel the need to let go. Oh! Wouldn’t it be great just to give in? Feel all that sticky cum force its way out from the depth of your balls – burst up through your bulging shaft. You’re so aroused, you’d probably shoot it several feet up into the air. You’d just love to feel. Dearly. Fully.I want you to be mine. I want you to be my lover. I want you to be mysubmissive. I want you to be..." To be your what?" William interrupted in frustration and anguish. "To beyour what - your man? Or to be your girl? You didn't ask. You neverasked. Why didn't you ask?"The two, submissive and mistress, supplicant and dominant, lover andlover, sat there in silence as their tears flowed."I am sorry William. I am truly sorry. I love you. I want you with me.I want you to be. He was slamming into her and on the verge of going a little crazy. He heard her voice from inside the car, “Yes, baby. Oh my god, yes. That’s what I want.” She was so excited that he could feel her juices running down the inside of her legs and asll over him. From the breeze outside he could feel that his balls were dripping wet and covered with her juices. Because it had only been less than two hours since the last time she got him off, he was able to keep going longer than he might in such an.