He didn’t try pulling my pants down for awhile. When I turned 10, I guess he thought that was all I needed. The night of my birthday, while we were ...in bed, he started playing with my clit again. But then instead of starting to finger me, he pulled my pants down and climbed on top of me. This time I didn’t hold my legs closed. I wanted to know what was going to happen. He lined his dick up, and with one shove, he was all the way inside me, to the hilt. I felt so much pain, but I was so. "Did it live up to your expectations, Sir?" she asked, smiling and emphasizing "sir" condescendingly. It was very clear now who was in charge here, the only one of us who could currently sit upright."You're deadly," I complimented her, managing to reach out and run my hand through her tousled hair. "But I'm not down for the count just yet." Oh?" she smiled, her hand trailing down my belly to my half-limp dick. Her finger came away with a last glob of spunk on the tip and she licked it off. I. I pushed my whole dick in her ass. It was really very tight. And still tears were rolling down her face. She pleaded me to take it out, I started taking out my dick out her ass slowly, almost 75% of my dick came out of her ass and she started to relax, at the exact moment I rammed my dick in again a loud moan came out of her mouth, she was begging me to stop but I ignored her and started stroking my dick in her ass. Every time I pushed my dick back in her ass a muffled moan left her mouth, her. He had closed the dinning room drapes and lit the candelabra in the middle of the table. Taking the bag from her, he sat it on a nearby stand and proceeded to examine each one briefly and listen to her comments about what she did and didn't like about each one. Within a few minutes, he had a good idea of what products in his line, to show her, ones that could do a better job. He zipped her case back up and sat it under the table and tenderly took her by the arm to walk her around the table..