I positioned my junior to devour the holy grail to the fullest. My junior was ready to rock and roll.SG: COME ON, YATIIIISHHHHH. I CAN’T CONTROL ANY...MORE. FUCKKK MEEE like it’s my last day!“Tear my pussy. Make me yours.”Slowly, after a couple of thrusts, I entered her pussy. She hugged me tightly when I entered her. I kissed her immediately to control her moans. Slowly, I increased my pace after each thrust. She started moaning loudly and enjoying after a few thrusts.“Harderrr YATIIIISHHHH. By the time she reached the small of my back, I was on fire with need. Only my gag kept me from crying out with frustration, begging her to hurry. She knew, of course. I wondered what I must look like, my body shaking, pinned like an insect in a collection against the fence. She’d fastened my feet far enough away from the barrier so that I couldn’t quite rub myself against it, surely a premeditated form of torture.By the time she finished with the last button, baring my back and ass like one of. I had been up very late the night before and it wasn't much fun. Sure Jen, Ruth, and James were good company, but pancakes wasn't what I had planned to be doing at 3AM.Anyway it was noon before I got my ass out of bed and dressed. It was 2PM by the time I made it to the West End Bike Shop. There was a new manager every time I went in. I never had to tell the manager who I was, they always seemed to know."Ms Stone, what can we do for you today?" The current manager asked. He was a blond kid, but. .. I... , “ I sighed, “I don’t really know what it is I am feeling,” I ended.“You didn’t seem to have any problems with me,” Risa suggested.“Something was different with you,” I smiled, looking her in the eyes, “It was magical, and beautiful, but mostly, I could feel just how deeply you needed to be with me. I felt strong, powerful. I felt that you would give yourself to me completely,” I tried to explain. I was out of my depth in trying to explain my feelings and my sexual desires.“What do you.