? Gerry played racquetball every day; he was the champion of our country club.? I knew the force of his swing.? The reality of the situation crashed i...n on me and I panicked.?"No!? Gerry!? Please don’t hit me!? You cant do this!? You cant do this!"? I thrashed wildly, desperate to get away.? Gerry grabbed my hair again, pushed my face down into the leather chair and?smacked?my upturned rear-end hard with the wicked paddle.? SMAAAAAACK!?The pain shot through me and I went limp, sobbing furiously. I wondered about my ability to please her; in fact as I looked up at her pussy, only centimeters above my face, I wondered whether I would still like this at all. The skin of her vulva was a lovely baby pink complexion and completely devoid of hair, except for a small trimmed clump near her belly. Her slit was slightly parted so that I could see the dark pink folds of her inner being framed by small neat labia. Her gash seemed to be so moist, and her clitoris stood erect and upright, proud. But who am I to tell you what to believe? I just gave you the facts and you can draw your own conclusions. All the principle player are dead, a brief footnote in the mists of time and history. Time marches on, and there have been other lions in Africa which have ran up higher scores in human lives, but none have been as famous as the two man-eaters of the Tsavo. As I said earlier, today, the Tsavo is a National Park in Kenya, and it’s still hot and dry in summer. The rhinos are gone but the. After tentative talk he can't keep it up and starts saying degrading things. He gets so wound up that I soon have my pants off, I'm on the bed face down and ass up, and he first touches me by piling up my ass and grabbing and squeezing it. I have to hold still and not look at his face. Then he's spanning my ass. After they are good and red he pulls out his mostly hard dick and strokes it while he sticks his fingers inside me. I make quiet sounds of protest but now he's burying 2 deep in me.