“Forty nine seconds,” Kyle said proudly.“I have 49.358,” The coach said. “Yeah ... we have a new record.”“Hand over the dough,” Kyle s...aid as he held out his hand to his team-mates who reluctantly handed over the cash.“So am I in the team?” Maria asked, slightly more out of breath than last time“Do you want to be?” the coach asked.“Uh ... yeah,” Maria said. “I think I do.”“Then you’re in,” the coach said.“So ... about what you owe me,” Maria said as she looked at Kyle.“Now?” Kyle asked.Maria. Clitty ... !” she whimpered between passionate gasps.He glided a hand down her belly, found the slit in her curly fur, and teased the bumpat the top of it until it was sticking out. He rolled it firmly with the tip of his finger whilehe pumped more vigorously in her warm, man-pleasing ass.Glancing in the dresser mirror across the room, he watched his prick spearrhythmically into the cleft between her shivering buttocks.“I haven’t gotten a good ass-fuck in this town in years!”“Well, baby, you’ve. The fire was hard upon her as she tilted her head to look down at him. Her eyes burned red now, her passion nearly overwhelming her. To her surprise she gazed into eyes that glowed as brilliantly as her own. The man's skin had shifted from bronze to a darker almost ebony blackness, the tips of his fingers were now tipped with razor sharp talons. She opened her mouth thinking to speak and he issued a long deep growl that burst over her like the sweetest flames. His hands gripped her hips harder. .. Master?" she asked him."You are going to get a tattoo," he moved closer to her inside the car."Please don't tattoo me. I never had one and those things hurt. Look I'll do anything else you want me to do ... Master. But those things are hard to get rid of," she begged him."I have tattoos too slave. You have seen mine," he chuckled. He had a tattoo on his back of the German eagle carrying a circle on its talon and within the circle was is swastika."Are you afraid that you are going to get a.