I was so wet, he didn’t have any trouble at all to get them inside and fingerfuck me forcefully. He was rubbing my clit with his thumb and my back w...as arching as I pushed my hips up to meet his skillfull fingers. Soon I was cumming and screaming. As I had recovered a bit from my orgasm it was now my turn to make him feel good. I turned him over and quickly got rid off his clothes. I almost tore them apart in the process. I wanted to see and feel his cock directly not only through his pants. As. So until the gag is off, your safe word will be three taps on the stone. Got it?” She looked at him, seeing beyond the darkness to the man she loved beneath it all, and nodded slowly. “Show me you understand,” he requested. Without hesitation, she tapped the stone fireplace three times with her right hand. Patrick patted her cheek and smiled. “Good whore. Now. Let's begin.” * One week later. Benji walked the dark alley in Buckhead, seemingly unconcerned about his seedy surroundings at three. Sasha was a tart who liked to strip in front of her window and give anybody who was watching a cheap thrill. She did other things if she was drunk. Sasha was a tease and was good at it.She had long red hair and a pair of tits you just wanted to touch. She had creamy white skin and the greenest eyes you could imagine. She was quite curvy and had an ass you just wanted to fuck. She had one of those belly piercings and she wore a diamond stud piercing through her nose. She was a cheerleader. We stand there for a few minutes locked in our embrace. I don’t ever want this to end. I bury my face in your chest and hug you even harder. Never end I say to myself. Honey you whisper, my love, let’s get my luggage. I unwrap my arms from around you and take your hand as we walk to the carousel the alarm already ringing. I cannot stop smiling and it makes me blush. Your hand feels so strong and warm in mine. You pick up your luggage and we walk out of the airport to my car. I am still.