My thighs were like jelly, weak and shaking, and when I did first peek, she was still behind me, and her fingers were still inside me. ‘Keep squeezi...ng them’, she said softly, ‘it will keep the muscles firm and the cock happy’, and again as she spoke she moved them, making my knees buckle. ‘Don’t I cried’, each move was bringing on a new sensation, more powerful than the orgasm itself. ‘You can cum many times’, she said, each one more powerful than the previous, master that and sex will be more. “FUCK!! Thank you Sir. May this cunt have another?” He slapped her ass with his large warm palm. The pain was intense. “No bitch. You aren’t worthy of anymore.” Jen didn’t dare move. She heard his zipper being pulled down and heard his pants hit the floor. He was going to fuck her. God she was so turned on. Grayson stepped toward her and roughly shoved a finger into her dripping cunt. Jen moaned loudly. “Spread those whore legs of yours. I’m going to fuck you so I can spank that pussy. Your hands run back down my chest to my nipples, pinching them hard, then twisting, as you thrust more of your thick cock into my mouth. I respond by sucking deeply, my tongue flicking over the head, then circling around your width. Raising my head, I strive to take more, loving the feel of my lips stretching to take all of you. You set up a slow rhythm, each downward thrust going a little deeper, until you are bumping the entrance to my throat. I gag softly, breathing through my nose, and. ”“I’ll admit that you’ve made good points. Whether or not you’re right is something I’d have to think about.”“The sign of a wise man - he listens to criticism, considers it, and, if warranted, changes his behavior. Also the sign of an attentive lover who won’t object to being told what a woman likes. Contrary to what some men I’ve met have said, we are not all the same!”I chuckled, “I pointed that out to a doctor friend of mine when she complained about her lover. I asked if she had told him.