I whisper down at him ?Abuse me!?. He nods and smiles broadly. He slaps me sharply across my face. Suddenly, my nipples are burning, I feel my muscles...start to spasm. I whimper and then moan ?aaaaagghhhhh?. My pussy muscles grip the monster inside me. Nike guy has to grab my arms to stop me falling off. ?Fuck me!? Nike guy exclaims. ?She is bucking like a bronco?. The convulsing stops almost suddenly, Cap guy has turned off the unit. Nike guy slaps my face once again. ?Fuck my cock, you. 'Oh, Constance, may I introduce you to John Thomas?' she mimicked in an absurd Northern voice as I was pouring the wine. I laughed and handed a glass to her. As I did so, she held my hand within hers. 'Or maybe you would prefer some pussy pie?' Her eyes held mine as tightly as her hand. My stomach was in a turmoil of desperate wanting and nervous apprehension. Then, we kissed again and the glass of wine spilled down my front.'Oh, shit!' I exclaimed.'Sshhh,' she whispered and, lowering her face. More

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