She was a novice writer and had lost her editor. She also attached a hot sexy picture of herself. He sent her a sexy response. Soon their relationsh...ip went from editor, to friend, and then to online lover. He is still not sure what really happened, but here they were having an online relationship. It was better then most real ones. When she sent him that provocative picture wow, he fell in love, head over heels. She was not only talented, but also gorgeous! One catch, she was married. When. Even so, the soft, old man had still managed to talk him into spending another fortnight in the presence of the bitchiest female he had ever come across. But she was also the most intoxicating one. He could feel his cock preparing for some serious fucking just by the thought of the woman. He had never experienced such a lack of control before meeting her and the fact troubled him. At least he had been honest about their affair. He had even bought an engagement ring for her, only to have her. As it started to swirl, Rosita began to suck him ferociously, wanting to echo the pleasure back to him. Charlie placed his hands on her backside and pushed her down, wanting to get his tongue deeper into her delicate flower. At the same time, Rosita was forcing more of his cock into her mouth until finally it was all in. She started to deepthroat his cock whilst he ate her, making her gag every once in a while. Lust overcame both of them and whilst Charlie carried on devouring her, Rosita had. "You're tricks are no use to you here, slut." He grabbed my wrist with a slight of His hand and dragged me over to the bed, my tender, bare ass sliding against the soft silky silver--grey comforter. In His arms i felt like a little hummingbird in the hands of a giant, who could crush me with just the squeeze of a few fingers. My wrists were deftly secured to either side of a suspension bar that was latched to a hook bolted in the ceiling. A hook - humungous silver "o-ring" attached to a long.