Tell me, Jake is the worst fuck you ever had.” He took off his belt and started slapping it harder against my already burning ass. My screams echoe...d through the bedroom, but my fingers had found my pussy and I was rubbing it. I was so hot for him. This was the strong lover I had fallen in love with. He hadn’t been this passionate about anything in a while. “Oh God, You are the best fuck I ever had!" I cried out. “Jake was nothing compared to you. You are the only fuck I want. Please fuck me. That turned a lot of heads, and the Swedish regimen, after a few tweaks, has become the standard one. Here’s how it works.I live at the local Donation Center and fuck three times a day, like clockwork, with three different women each time. The job comes with a salary, a pension, a house with a private gym and a staff to cook and clean, and the same government insurance that everybody else has. I don’t have any other real job, although I write and paint pictures and stuff like that.When I say. "I'll do nothing to hurt you"She just smiled "I know"It seemed only natural to reach for her hand, her cool fingers locked with mine as we headed up the steep path that climbed the cliff face. We were about ten feet above the beach when the rain hit, the world closed in on us and within moments we were wet through, our hair and clothes plastered to our bodies. We slipped and climbed up the cliff, before running hand in hand to my cottage.Standing in the kitchen we looked at each other, the. She'd climax again and again, like she was trying to drown him in her orgasmic juices.While she kissed him full on the mouth, her tongue probing for his, Irma reached down to take a firm grip on the solid shaft of her son's cock. Quickly she guided it to her open snatch. She wanted to feel this wonderful, throbbing alive cock in her pussy. This was their first fuck that morning. There would be a second and of course a third. Once was never enough, not when she had her son all to herself, while.