“Oh! Fuck!” I moaned. His cock seemed to fill me deeper than ever before. “Fuck!” he grunted too, and then he started pounding me. My moans be...came a garbled mess of hitching breaths, and he grunted and moaned in ecstasy. My body shook and the bed creaked. The headboard thudded against the wall like a bass drum. His eyes narrowed, fluttered, and I started to sweat. It was carnal, intense, exhilarating - and then he pushed in hard, I felt his cock throb inside me, and his cum spurted into my womb. "That's not good enough you stupid cum dumpster!" He snagged the ring of her collar and started dragging her over to leather wing backed chair. 'His throne' she thought to herself when she saw it, knowing that power had a great deal to do with his pleasure. He flopped in the chair and pulled her up between his legs and started slapping his cock all over her face again. Not as hard this time, but still taking great pleasure in making her face a sticky mess. He sat up and held her by the throat,. A self-satisfied smirk crossed her lips as she gazed at the map and felt the dampness of her orgasm between her legs."Cut!" he yelled."Pam, that was perfect!" he praised as she turned to look at him."Did you enjoy it?" she teased."Very much," he replied with a smile, "now let's continue on with the next scene."*It was nearly midnight when they wrapped up and headed for the hotel. It was cold but she enjoyed the brisk walk and found it invigorating. She checked the lounge for Mr. Kenny. He was. I couldn’t get enough of her, and for the first time in a long time, I felt truly at ease with a woman. It was late into the night when we finally fell asleep. The alarm rang at seven the next morning. “Hi there,” Missy said sleepily from the next pillow. “As much as I would love to do it again, I have to get ready for a long day of meetings. I really need to look my best today, probably better than I ever have for work, and it takes me a long time to get ready.” “Why do you need to look so.