He just smiled, and announced that he didn’t pay for parking, and his easy manner radiated self confidence. He shares many of my insecurities, but i...s so much better at hiding them. The casual observer would think that he’d never had a moment of self doubt in his life, and his desire to control every situation meshes nicely with my need for structure. As D/s relationships go, we are probably more democratic than most, but his first instinct is always to lead, and mine to follow. When he steered. They were unusual in that there was no exit on the ground floor but only in the basement where the official vehicles parked on a permanent basis.It was only on the ninth floor when Doris asked me to stop for moment as she fixed her loose shoe strap. The only other staircase user was a young boy who practically ran past us to get away for his weekend. None of the floors above us had interested workers who were willing to walk down the steep stairs of the staircase all the way down to the. Dont scream, you dumb bitch, He grunted as he kissed her to shut her up. He thrust in and out of her as hard as he could, trying to make it hurt. It did. Saras pussy ached with his every move, and her dry pussy didnt seem to get any wetter. God, He groaned, Youre so fucking tight . . . He felt her pussy wrapped around him, trying its hardest to get him the fuck out of her. It made him horny as hell. i hate you, She whispered as she felt the hot sting of angry tears, I hate you so fucking much,. So she just stood there open mouthed looking dumb.The two men looked at each other then back to her. She was very pretty. Her golden straight cut hair framed a high cheek boned slim face. Her lips were wide and well painted her nose a strong pointed tip. She had manicured nails and expertly plucked eyebrow. If you had enough money even third world countries had beauticians.They looked her up and then down to her expensive gold sling back shoes. She looked more like she was off to the.