‘I’m sorry you’re unhappy, Debra Jo, I’ll …’ ‘Did I SAY I was unhappy?!’ Debra Jo shrieked with laughter. ‘Dear fucking God girl, wh...at a little fuckbunny she was. Does she live on sex?’ Debra Jo chuckled again. ‘She showed up at my home in the sexiest black cocktail dress and heels, her red hair frames that gorgeous, adorably freckled face. I invited her in and I saw the look of mischief in her eyes. I wasn’t waiting another minute. I pulled her into my arms and planted one on her! If I thought. I want you to do the Venus pose. Let's try that.'I've done dumber things than that since Carl and I have lived together, so I stood, pulled off my tee-shirt and shorts and walked, naked, to the stand. Carl looked at me as an artist, seeing my body, my flesh."Umm. Tell you what, put your hair in a bun.'I went to the mirror on the wall. Carl watched me as I pinned my hair into a Grecian bun. I took my time — he loves to watch me move when I'm naked. His sculptor's eye sees bones, muscles, skin. .Oooh."Further venting my frustrations, when I came I pulled out of her, I turned her around and shot my cum onto her face. She groveled in it, sucking me dry. She wasn't humiliated. She was again in control, and I knew then I could never leave this relationship because she wouldn't let me.So much for all those times when she told me "If you don't feel comfortable doing this baby, then we can quit."That was a lie and I knew well now that she'd never let me stop fucking her. She had gotten what. I love it when you moan and I can’t tell whether it is from pain or desire. Suck Momma’s big tits. Drown in my milk jugs. You want them, don’t you DARE stop sucking on them!” On and on it went.Finally, she stepped back and knelt before me, and looked up at me with brown eyes full of lust.. I looked down at my cock and it was already turning purple. Her pink tongue flicked out to that spot on the underside of the cock, just below the head where at the right moment the slightest touch can.