I think he may have hurt himself because he banged into my cervix really hard. He had my face pressed into the floor and he started to move again. I c...ouldnt do anything. He began to thrust all the way out and back in that deep again and my nipples were hard as a rock and I felt an arrousal in my vagina that I had never felt before. He went again and again and again. I thought it would never end, because for what seemed like an eternity he was pounding me into the floor with that pink thing of. I rearranged things of mine to fill the holes where Her things had been.The next day started out the same as the last...a load of cum down my throat.For the next 2 weeks, the only day Mr' James didn't show up for the 'daily rent payment' was Sundays'The next weekend was a 4-day holiday weekend for me. Mr. James informed me that I would have to make it up when I got back. I figured I could handle a few more blowjobs in a week.After a load down my throat, He let me know that I had the week to get. They followed upstairs to a modest sized room where an easel stood facing a stool and sofa."Tonight I simply wish to do some sketching. Mioki would you sit on the stool please."She sat rather self consciously while Cathy sat on the sofa off to one side. Mioki was amazed at the speed with which he worked. His hands seemed to fly across the sketch pad. In a matter of moments he had her turn slightly and again the charcoal seemed to have a life of its own. After several more sketches were. I rise from my seat and walk towards him I lick my lips in anticipation as I slide into the seat next to him. His eyes flutter open as he looks at me and I smile at him. “Long day.” His voice is as smooth as caramel making me wet. I turn in my seat without saying a word and press my lips to his I trace my tongue on his full lips and love how he taste like vanilla and coffee. “What are you…?” “I’m just a dream.” I whisper as I lean in for another deeper kiss, this time with him kissing me back,.