I had to struggle to get him to stop humping and when he realised what was happening, allowed me to reach back and take him into me. That must have be...en a whole new feeling for him. He was now being fully enveloped and gripped with such f***e, each pull and thrust was with more effort now I was providing an opposing f***e in each direction. My hands were now in the sink, half supporting my upper body, my head was being f***ed down into the sink, as he held me by my hair and my thighs were. Serves him right, I mean he did fall in love with a hooker.“She can work for six hours a day until you get the rest of the money, call it interest.” Said Tyrone, still not taking his eyes off of Stephen.Stephen looked at Tyrone in disbelief. Tammy started to smile, I knew she would, all of Tyrone’s bitches are sluts. Tyrone’s boys were chuckling at the humiliation.“She can start now; boys take this bitch in the bedroom and get things started I’ll make a few calls.” Said Tyrone, pointing and. He set his playlist to random and lied back down, hoping that the music would distract him. He drifted once more into the rift between being asleep and awake, cursed with his fever even in his dreams. During his waking moments, he was either drinking water or throwing up. The only reason why nature wasn’t calling was because he was sweating so profusely. The music didn’t distract him as he had hoped, so much as permeate his unconscious mind. One song in particular came up, “House of the Rising. The fingers of my right hand spread your lips as my tongue probes gently into your valleys and peaks, circling the center of your wetness. My lips brush across then come to rest on your clit which swells to meet my kiss. I suck you deeper into my mouth, keeping constant pressure on your clit, not willing to let go. My tongue pleases you this way for several minutes, until I feel your body begin to arch in preparation for orgasm and I stop, leaving you hanging on the edge. Slowly I trace circles.