I tried to unscrew the cap, but I still didn't have the arm strength to turn it. I tried for a few seconds, and got more upset with each passing momen...t. Eventually, I got frustrated to the point that I slammed the bottle against the counter, and broke down into tears.Jackson looked up and saw me crying, and put his hand on my shoulder. "Here, let me," he said. He grabbed the bottle and opened it with ease. He poured the cola into the cup and then grabbed some ice cubes from the freezer before. You stare at his purple head and his balls swinging in front of your face getting more excited with every touch of his cock and at his sweaty smell as he becomes excited with the control he has over you.He reaches forward pulls your hair forces his cock into your mouth and you start to gag, "TAKE IT ALL SLUT, YOU ARE MINE TONIGHT" you try to relax but you are so wet and horny that you begin to orgasm on the floor, the pain of the rope and him pulling your hair combined with the excitement of. He had slipped under the duvet and found me wet and open to his cock and started fucking me.I felt him and the condom he had thoughtfully put on and I whispered my thanks and turned to face him, then we fucked more freely, as if it were our last chance to do so, we were willing lovers and we both really got off on this i****t thing.Many year later I went to visit him and his new family, now 28 and in a relationship myself, as a bisexual with a man and with another friend of mine a woman and. That would be a good thing. If he was not, she guessed she could be like Helga, visiting the bungalow every few weeks for a tune up.The next morning Louisa was up early. She had a group riding lesson scheduled for nine-thirty. Jake sent her on her way with a fresh deposit of sperm in her tight little pussy. Louisa was reassured about the future after her night with Jake. She was actually excited about the prospect of letting Glen get into her panties.Jake slipped on his running shoes, a pair of.