He opened his eyes and glared at Kitty. She smiled at him. His heart thudded in his chest. This was all together a new experience for him. He’d neve...r before had a woman dominate him. He’d been pleasured aplenty, sucked and fucked until he couldn’t fuck any more, but he had never been subjected so completely to this slow, sensuous torture of arousal. He had always been the dominant one, had always controlled everything, so it was confusing to feel his body reacting the way it was. Being forced. "You okay, baby?" he whispered as he pumped just that first few inches in and out of her opening, pushing and pulling her slightly meaty lips with each thrust. "Yeah, just go slow. It's so big, but I'm okay. Be gentle, Keith." Keith pushed a little more of him into her body with each thrust. He could feel her nipples against his chest, her belly under the weight of his belly, and her legs and feet caressing his legs and ass as he slowly took more and more her her for himself. Her. Now didn’t seem like the right time. She took hold of my hand again and said that she would see me at home. With that, she got off the bus two stops early. I watched her go and thought that she was holding herself together much better than I was. I felt a quivering wreck with feelings for her that grew stronger each passing day and my mind trying to convince the rest of me that I was doing the wrong thing. I returned home sooner than Cara and was busy making myself a cup of tea when she entered. It is very possible I could be dying-““Dying! What the fuck!? How are you not? How?! What the fuck are you?!” She muttered out in confusion.“Listen. There are things in this world you can’t understand. I happen to be one. But beside that. Just breath. I won’t hurt you.”“You? You won’t?” She asked hesitantly.“No, listen here tasty cheeks, as I said, I’m dying, and didn’t expect to be in your basket. But when you fell back with those beautiful thighs, and your gorgeous round onion butt. I decided.