I wasn't sure if the skirt was too short and I knew my nipples were poking out of my top. Nevertheless, I felt that familiar tingle in my pussy that o...ly dressing provocatively in public could bring about. The ride into the city was uneventful but it didn't make me any more relaxed. I was still as nervous if not more so considering I would soon be walking around the city wearing so little.I got off the train and met James. He kissed me on the cheek with a smile on his face. We went off to the. “Christ this is so good,” he told me, “so fucking good! I needed this, oh my God, I needed to fuck you so much!” he told me as he rammed himself deep into my womb.“So fucking me is better than getting sucked off by some little pretty boy?” I asked, as he twisted my nipples making me wince.“Oh yes! This is different fucking league!” He called out as I increased the speed of my bouncing.“Fill my cunt up! Fill my cunt up with your SPUNK!” I shouted.I couldn’t believe what I was saying. I’d never. “Where are you staying?” I asked.“In one of the rooms above this tavern, Mr. Johnson.”“Show me the room.” A couple of hours later, I left her and returned to my chalet satisfied that I’d fully made my point.~~~~~Next morning I woke with Sally huddled against me. I put my left arm around her and held her tight, cupping a breast for a few minutes before sliding my hand over her stomach and brushing my fingers along her slit. Pressing a finger against her clit, I gently rubbed and a soft moan came. ’ She asked with wide-eyed innocence, ‘Do you have a dark nature, like me?’ I smiled that she thought so highly of me, ‘That’s sweet of you to ask that, but yes, I do as well. Even ‘Saint’ William has dark thoughts. We all do, Karen. It’s human nature. Regrettably, I’ve unleashed my dark nature a couple of times. One of those times was in anger toward you, when I used Barbara and Lisa as tools of punishment, and for that, I’m asking you for your forgiveness and for your help. I can never do.
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