Where I'm taking you is just a little farther along the trail. I think you'll really like it." Well, if you say so, but... well I just wasn't thinking... about encountering bears."We walked for another hour or so then came on one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen. It was a small lake, no bigger than thirty or forty feet around with a waterfall flowing down off some high rock at the North end. It was absolutely stunning. "Gosh Mary, this is beautiful." That it is Robby, that it is.. Then one hand wrapped around my wrist, preparing to snap on one of the cuffs, I pulled away from him. His instinctual response was to clamp on harder, to keep me from turning away. Unfortunately for him, this was exactly what I wanted him to do.I pulled harder with my arm, but didn’t move away from him. Instead I twisted to the side and, grabbing with my other hand, pulled him to the ground.It wasn’t a fluid flip or throw you see in the movies. Maybe if I had some kind of formal training I. There has been only man I could not suck off, but that is a tale for another time. So I down played my talents and even though he was less than impressed with what I said he still agreed to see me. I met Master on a Sunday evening. It didn’t take long before he had a collar of consideration on my neck. Shortly after meeting I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. I smiled to myself when I saw his cock. It was about 6 inches, as thick as they come, and uncircumcised. I could have. Soon her groans of pleasure and pain are growing louder and more guttural while her hands soon are gripping the sheets and wincing a little harder. Each time I punctuated a rhythmic stroke with a deeper entrance, she winces a little harder. Sensing that she is either losing herself to the moment or reaching a limit of pleasure and pain, I grab her arms back by both wrists in one hand and her long hair in the other hand, slamming her ass as deep and aggressively as I can, watching her tear up.