” Slapping my ass he said “This ass is now MINE! Fucking Bitch!” The entire time he was fucking me this way, holding the cuffs in one hand as le...verage to pull me back into his thrusts. He was using his other to slap my ass. Also while he was saying all this to me, he would pull his cock out just enough to leave the head in place so that he could use his huge dick as a sort of weapon. By that I mean that on all the words in totally capital letters, he would ram his big black cock into me as hard. I very gently ran my fingers up and down his shaft, but paid more attention to his balls. Kissing and licking them, sucking one into my mouth and then the other, running my tongue behind and between them… I wanted him to want me even more. I continued until he groaned impatiently. I flattened my tongue and firmly ran it up his shaft, surprising him, closing my mouth around his head and pulling up off him. His. Knees. Buckled. I almost laughed. That was just the perfect reaction I’d ever wanted. Once she made it outside, she spotted Gaston. Her only hope was that he didn't see her coming out from her house. Quickly, she turns around and walks the other way, away from him. Belle can see the library in sight just as she was about to open the door to the library, she was quickly whisked around. To her horror, it was Gaston.How did he see me when I made sure he didn't? Questioning herself as she clutches the books tighter against her breasts. "Gaston!" Belle," Gaston husky says leaning. After putting it on, he undressed me but retained on me the newest acquisition, then took me in a fury. Finished, we snacked, I redressed, then rushed home to greet the kids as they returned from school. It was short-time branding, a quickie and return to mom and wife. Usually, the new acquisition stayed behind in his apartment closet or dresser, parts of my expanded mannequin presence which soon overflowed onto a portable clothes rack and into a second dresser A few Friday nights with Edward.