Once finished, washing up the kitchen, I dash upstairs naked, but not fully erect. Entering the room I notice her on the King sized bed, naked except ...for the sexiest black thong I have ever see and am instantly hard. Forgetting myself, I bend to her to kiss her. She pushes away. "What ARE you doing? We don't do that ever, unless I SAY. I am YOUR Mistress...NOW, lick me well, till I cum!". "I'm sorry Mistress, I forgot my place, forgive me, please!" I apologized. "Hush. Be quiet and get on. Both her arms wrapped around him, too, her fingernails already sinking into the flesh of his shoulders as she began issuing a wail that grew in pitch and intensity. Michael’s deep, slow pushing into her had her moaning “oh my God,” and “fuck me” over and over, barely pronouncing the words as she gasped and shuddered beneath his heavy body. She was immobilized, pinned under him, and the hot throbbing thing he pushed into her over and over was the only thing she could be aware of in that. "Don't you ignore me now that you've met me." I won't, I promise," I said as she left."She's nice, different than I thought she'd be," I started after Miriam had left."Did you think every Arab had horns? Haven't I taught you better than that? Bandanas? You speak English? Duh? God, Roddy, you sounded like an idiot," she complained."Don't! That's not fair," I protested, bristling at her suggestion, "you know I don't believe all that crap. Don't blame me if you're mad."She looked at me for long. He pulled back slightly then moved slowly forward, his glans naturally finding her splayed wet lips and kept moving easily until he was fully inside her. Again it was an experience that he would never get enough of and the feeling of this lovely woman giving herself so freely to him was wonderful.He rested in her for a moment and felt her legs wrap round his and her arms round his back before he started to move gently in her. She was so wet he slid effortlessly in her body and her head went.