He knew just what to say to put me at ease. "That's it, you’re so hot, and I want your ass so badly." Once he eased the head past my sphincter, Nel...son gave a hard push and drove it in all the way to his balls. It hurt so badly that I thought he was going to split me in half. He moved very gently at first but then I started to get really fired up. Before I knew it, I was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!" He was shouting in return, calling me his “cock-loving slut,. All the longing and need I had for him I poured into that kiss ... and he returned my passion in Spades.I don’t remember how we ended on the king-sized bed, nor do I remember him disrobing. All I remember is the indescribable joy I felt as we joined. I think I started climaxing before he was all the way inside.Two hours later I dozed off with my head on his chest; I was a sweaty, satisfied, smiling mess.We slept for a couple of hours and woke up famished. I was all for ordering room service but. ”“Don’t you worry,” Annette said. “I’ll take care of you.” That was a key phrase that I’d used often with Susan. And I meant it. I felt strongly that one of my key responsibilities as an artist—and as a friend—was to protect and care for my models. I knew, though, that Annette meant it, too. Susan was her friend and she wasn’t going to abuse her. “What do you think of this?”“It’s beautiful. It’s like a Princess Leia harem outfit.”“More or less. It’s a little more revealing, but we aren’t. "I need to know if the rumours are true, Shannon. That will help explain a lot about your shitty little attitude this past year, and then we can move on. All this time I've been thinking maybe it was my fault."The Celtic defiance in her blood prompted Shannon to wriggle like an eel in a vain attempt to break free, as further pained denials about her father's duplicity spilled out. Either she really was telling the truth, or she wanted to test how far I was prepared to take this. As I eased my.