When she felt him tuck on it slightly, adrenaline set in and she squirmed and bucked violently, kicking him at hip height while also drawing blood fro...m his lip with her teeth. She could taste the iron on her tongue as he pulled back, giving her a bemused look through narrowed eyes.“Ah, so it´s going to be a bit of a struggle, hm? Very nice. Then it will be so much more fun to actually make you submit.” He moved his clawed hand away from her throat as he said this and even took a step back from. I had no comeback to that I was being sexist and I apologized to her. I had already taken in her looks and judged her to be early twenties, a slender frame but well formed and short brown hair being at work she had no makeup but she had no need of it as her skin was lightly tanned and her pink lips were full and for the most were smiling.I thought she smiled cute. The music she put on was a mixture of artists,turned out they were Irish and none where known to me but they sounded good,I asked. “What about him?”“Well ... for what it’s worth, surprise fake leg beats surprise stretch marks.”This time the pause lasted so long that I checked to make sure the call hadn’t dropped, until I heard, “I ... think you better explain.”There was an undercurrent of anger and hostility in her tone that surprised me, and I found myself responding to it. I hastily explained about the headache, the chair massage, the offer for what I thought would be a longer therapeutic massage, and Diana’s cougar act. Soon I wanted to be inside her, so I pulled her up and pressed her to the sofa again. I put her calves on my shoulders and drove into her hot, wet pussy. She cried out, and soon we were fucking so wildly, me slapping my balls against her ass as I drove down, and her arching up to meet every thrust. Soon I was cumming deep inside her tight pussy, and she was coming too. After, I lay on top of her with my cock still inside her. 30 minutes later, I lead her upstairs into to the shower of my master.