He whispered "oh fuck that feels so good". I started going faster and before long his moaning became uncontrollable and he started thrusting his cock ...deeper in my mouth. He kept moaning "suck it hard. suck it harder". I could feel that he was going to cum soon so I stopped and made my way back up on top of him. I took off my underwear and sat on his rock hard cock. I was so wet that it slid right into me and we both moaned with pleasure. His cock felt so good inside me. I started riding him,. I felt his cock touch my prostate. After some fucking, we changed position again. He had me bend over the low table in front of the television and fucked me doggy style. It was clear that he would not cum, after more than an hour of fucking.He told me that he would not cum because the condom made him feel much less than fucking bareback. So we stopped and while he was lying on the couch he masturbated while I hugged him. As he finally shot his load, I could hardly see any cum on his belly,. 'That's because you look great, ' I told her. 'Makes me feel good.' I patted the back of her hand. 'Will you do something for me?''What?' She sounded eager.'Could you cadge a cigarette? I don't carry them, but right now I feel like one.' She stared.'Is that why you always order a pack at the club and then leave it behind?' She shook her head and a gleam of amusement broke through. 'You aren't completely normal, are you?' You're the second person to say that today.'I'm completely special. Look,. A ‘Brrck’ and the interior mics pick up the cops rushing in, as they find the body of my audible gasps as they find the body of my slave, draped over the back of the high backed Victorian chair. Both of her lower orifices stuffed with wine bottles and her neck dangling at an angle the neck was never meant to make!A through search by the cops and the forensic team finds all my sex toys, bondage gear and history files of victims I’ve created since I turned fifteen! The only thing they failed to.