Catherine raced into the tv station running late for the staff get together. After the meeting her news conductor pulled her into his office. Catherine had done a news report on a suspected assignation between the mayor and his chief of staff. She blew it encompassing assailable. It was pretty lots all she covered for a dependable couplet of months. The news theatre director told her that the station managing director had recieved a telephone set telephone call requesting her to do an exclusive initiatory time audience with John Edmund Malone. The news director continued providing Catherine with background information on Saint John Malone ;

John Edmund Malone a self made Billionaire. CEO of Multinational Edmond Malone Industries.
Texas Political Power Broker, Phililanthropist, Divorced five times, Currently married to a beautiful chiniese good example, singer, music director of an International charity, and Philianthropist.
A Womanizer, Real landed estate Mogul, and refutation Lawyer.


This will be the top story on our news program cast and will bring national tending to you as the reporter that got the only consultation. Catherine the Great called me to arrange an interview time. Surprisingly, I seemed like a very cultured, reasoning and well-spoken man. Actually, she quickly got the sense that I looked forward to meeting her. I asked her to join me at my Fort Worth condo for brunch tomorrow. Once Catherine the Great got off the telephone, she was looking forward to meeting me. Her oddment was running natural state. She was going into this assignment as a professional, and she had to expose everything that she could about me.


She rolled into my office promptly at 10 a.m. A rather polished and stylish receptionist let me know that Catherine II was here to see me. Actually, she was gorgeous - in her early 30 's, impeccably coiffed blonde hair, bantam waistline, surgically enhanced chest, and a attire that stretched blotto across them that probably cost as much as much as I made in a week. It made Catherine wonder how she qualified to get this job, she was grateful to throw a female person employee nearby as backup. Catherine was offered a cappuccino. She really needed a heavy-duty dose of caffeine. She worked straight until three in the morning doing the backcloth piece of work and prepping for the interview. Catherine the Great was sure that she looked as much of a wreck as she felt. It did n't serve that she ran out of time to put on her mascara before she ran out of her house to check in at her desk and then cart out here as fast as her Ford centering could push itself.

Today was not one of those mean solar day to put off her training and put her commuting heroic verse before everything else in the name of loyalty to her study. I did n't look anything like a younger Hugh Hefner in a satin smoking jacket as she imagined. I was n't like any variety of lounge lizard that spent just as much time trolling for chick in the singles bars as I did rattling my atomic number 79 chains when I jerked off in the men 's room every metre I struck out. If anything, I had this very proper East Coast look and a self-confidence that was as attractive as my tall, solid and muscular frame. I had a glitter in my eyes and my grinning that went along with polite and cheerful persona.

She had to prompt herself that all she had to do was act as a master and that her tone did n't and should n't matter to me. It was best that she did n't look as if she needed to impress me. She had to ask some pretty rugged questions, and, yes, juxtapose my personality and presence against my confutative reputation. She asked me how I got into really estate. I said it was something I could do well as I could practice law. Even with an Ivy League education, I said it was tough to build a successful law practice that would let me be the kind of modus vivendi to which I wanted to be accustomed. I said something vague about bringing in a seven-figure income. She asked to back up my claim. I showed her a to the full year 's worth of MLS sales records that showed a list of sale that backed up my call.

I was tight-lipped about my married woman who was only mentioned as, `` Edmond Malone is married, '' in the bio of my wardrobe kit. After twelvemonth of experience, she knew the trump story was in the detail that was practically ignored and swept under the rug. She could n't eek her name out of me or what she thought of my reputation. There were no pictures of her on my desk like there were of me and Steven Tyler, Neil Young and Steve Jobs - all of whom had purchased houses from my real estate group.

'' I enjoy being surrounded by beautiful women, '' I said. `` I came to realize early on in my life, I needed to have sex several times a week. It is impossible for me to not to have sex three or four times a day. '' Catherine was not expecting to take heed `` I could only have so many affairs around Town. '' Instead, I asked her, `` How long has it been for you ? How many clock time a day ? ``

'' That 's a totally inappropriate questions, '' She said. `` You have no trouble prodding me about my marital relations, '' I said. `` Of course of instruction I do n't, '' She said. `` It 's my job to get the response that are n't offered easily. You do n't verbalize about your wife, your customer, not to remark the clip you 've spent womanizing. When you 're not selling multi-million-dollar home, running your troupe and practiccing law. A man in love life with his wife does n't experience prison term to baby in things like that by himself. What does she think of your womanizing ? ``

'' That 's very astute of you, '' I said. `` I see how that makes you such a good reporter. What did your boyfriend or husband think of all that fourth dimension you spent checking out my sex lifespan net night ? '' She could n't intend of how to excuse that interrogative, let alone if she should reply it. `` The bags under your eyes are a tell-tale game show, '' I said, interjecting my pondering pause. `` I know you just got the assignment yesterday, and you seem overly well-prepared for this interview. '' She blushed and she was embarrassed, not just because I made mention of her, droopy eyes she was trying to keep out-of-doors with her tierce cup of coffee cappuccino, but because recondite down, I called her on her own deficiency of sex spirit. There was none. She broke up with her ex-boyfriend two years ago and there had n't been anyone else since then. Did she have to admit that, or was it that obvious ?

'' Tell you what, let me build up for my bad-mannered Inquisition by continuing this conversation over lunch, '' I said. `` My treat. I 'm not trying to buy good insistency, but you look like you could use it and I 'm hungry. Besides, we really have n't even started talking about me and my success. '' She let me drive, which was a full thing. I drove a brand-new Porsche 911 Carrera that I bought in turgid character on a whimsey. I had too practically fun tearing up on the road. Or maybe it was for the thrill of making her scream when I started pushing it to 110 miles per hour on the freeway. It was fair enough. My driving habits and my financing were going into the story. `` How many speeding tickets have you had ? '' She hoped I could hear her question above the winding that raced through our ears. ``

'' I 'm one away from getting my permit suspended, '' I said. `` I like living on the edge. ``
I 'll say. That quote was a keeper. I took her to a bistro in the next Town that reminded her of a place one might regain in a small village in Anatole France - dark unripe rampart, antique-looking tables and hot seat, lace windowpane treatment that trimmed the windows, and wrought iron chandeliers that hung from the twelve-foot ceiling. I said I was n't trying to buy good press ? Ha ! She had to continue this bill now. If the story was that significant to my editor, he 'd approve the expense.

'' Tell me, what do you think of me ? '' I asked over glasses of a very fresh tasting Chardonnay I insisted on ordering for us. `` I like you, I 'm intrigued with you, '' She said. `` You are not anything at all what I expected. '' `` You 're brilliant, educated fair sex. Is it something you imagine, me being your lover ? '' I asked. There I went again. She was n't going to give me the information I was looking for. She just said, `` Yes, '' and let him wonder if that lover was a possiblibilty. It was none of my business. `` That was my spirit, '' I said. The wine had finally lowered her guard. `` It 's been a recollective piece, '' She said quietly. I gazed into her eyes and reached for her hand across the table.

'' How would you care me to spend some metre with you ? '' I waited patiently for her response. The longer I waited, the to a greater extent time she had to excogitate her result. It was all wrong and totally against her personal and professional moral principle, but he was an attractive older man, smarting, charming, and was doing a hell of a job seducing me.
'' There 's a luxurious B & B down the road, '' I said. `` It 's the kind of place I always imagined taking a smartness and beautiful fair sex for an afternoon getaway. We could land the residual of the vino, club dessert to go, and ... '' `` I 'd like that, '' She cut in.

I smiled, Catherine the Great giggled. At that point a business luncheon had turned into a decadent afternoon assignation, something that had always been a phantasy of hers. I paid the check and we walked out to the car hand-in-hand. We were adults who were breaking a routine of normal, or, as I put it earlier, living on the edge. Luxurious was n't the word for this property we checked into. Our room was furnished in old-timer and opulent bedding. The sheers that hung over the marvellous windowpane muted the mid-day sun and shadowed us from the sins we were about to create. Catherine just stood and stared in awe that she did n't even get thinking about how she would start off this forbidden rendezvous that she allowed herself to get into.


I turned Catherine to face me and cupped her chin in my hand gently so she would look at me. `` I understand that it has been a very long time since you have been with a man. I know you have never been with a older man. If you do n't desire to see me again after today, I 'm cool with that. '' I looked at her seriously. `` If you decide to continue our relationship as supporter and not as buff, I 'm cool down with that also. '' I let go of her Kuki-Chin and kissed her fiercely. `` You 're stuck with me, Catherine. The only way you are going to fall back me is if you tell me to get the fuck out. '' Catherine met my eyes, her own filling with unknown emotions. She gasped as I kissed her, returning it and pressing close against me. `` Good to hump, '' she murmured, `` but what about your wife, '' she said, smiling softly.

'' gladiolus to hear that, my married woman is secure with our relationship. '' I murmured as I brought her back down for another heated kiss, letting my helping hand run over her body. `` You have no idea how a good deal I wanted this interview. '' she whispered, her hands shaking slightly as she slids them down my chest. `` At first, it was just curosity, and then I got the interview ... and then I got to see you. '' she murmured, her lips at my neck again. She nipped at my skin as her hands slide under my shirt, humming softly at the feel of my bark beneath her hands. `` Promise you will be aristocratical. '' she whispered, her spit darting out to sample my skin.

I growled softly at her mite, my men sliding up under her top. `` No hope on being gentle. '' I drew her shirt off over her promontory and leaned forward to bury my face into her cleavage. I turned slightly to bite her bosom hard enough to forget an depression of my dentition. She dragged her nails down my chest as I buried my face against her cleavage.
She has never experienced something almost primal in her life sentence. Lightly, her nails scratched at the backbone of my neck as she watched me. Reaching around, I unhooked her bra freeing her breasts. `` shag, I want you so bad, Catherine, '' I purred against her skin. My hands become rougher on her. I unbutton her pants and tug them down along with her panties. `` God, you are fucking beautiful. '' I murmured as I looked up at her.

'' I 'm yours to learn, slowly and gentle. `` she moaned. She arched her back, pressing herself against me. A diffuse whimper left her as my hand become rougher, and she bites her lip as I stand up. She steps out of her bloomers and smiles at me. `` I 'm beaming you think so, '' she said softly. She steps closer to me, her eyes flashing with reluctance and fear.
I growled as I run my custody up her legs and then around to cup her ass. I leaned forward to nip hard at her neck. `` Tell me what you want, Catherine, '' I murmured. `` Tell me what you want me to do to you this good afternoon ... '' Catherine of Aragon smirked slightly, a easy hum leaving her when I nipped at her. `` I 'm not sure if I want to uphold. '' She murmurs. I nipped at her neck again as I growled at her Christian Bible. Towering over her as a predatory flavour came into my eyes. `` Oh you 're mine, Catherine. '' I yanked my shirt off and moved my hands to my belt. `` You ... bed ... now ... '' I growled as I discarded the rest of my dress before following her.

She feels the wetness pooling between her branch at my growl, feels it more at my look. Her intimation caught, and she bit her lip, watching as I stripped. She took a step back from me, wanting to release and leave then I growled out my order. `` Please, '' she whispered, making her way to the bed. I waited for her to climb onto the bed and stalked after her very reminiscent of a Leo. I crawled on the bed and continued to move towards her until she was pressed against the headboard. Growling softly I roughly pulled her wooden leg all-embracing apart and thrusted into her hard. `` So fucking tight, '' I groaned as I set a hard pace, not giving her body a chance to adjust to my size. `` OMG..John..Please your to big..take it out. ``

There was a bit of fear in her gaze as I backed her against the headboard, and she bit her lip as she fought not to panic. A soft gasp left her as she feels the headboard, and she whimpered when I pulled her leg apart. A screaming was torn from her, `` OMG..John..
Stop..Stop..Please you are to big..it wo n't fit `` as I filled her in one severely thrust, her back arching from the headboard. She wrapped her weaponry around me, keeping her legs feast wide for me as she begins to try moving with me, rallying cry leaving her each time I thrust into her. `` Oh God..You are hurting me..Stop..Please..Take it out. '' I adjusted the angle of her hips slightly. I smirked at her cries as I slam into her. Her tightness was keeping me from
impaling my cock trench in her.

'' Oh ! Catherine, your so tight. My God, ssssoooo tight !'I pull completely out of her.
Then with the head barely touching her lips again, I drive my hips forward using all of my might. For a brief present moment, her sass resist, and then split to allow the voiceless thick rod to enter her, slamming through her tight vaginal duct and driving itself all 9 inch in on the second jab. A vernal womanhood is not meant to be stretched like this, I wasn't surprised at her whole body jerking in response to the ovalbumin hot pain of the wooden-headed legal instrument slicing into her small tight Pres Young pussy as she emitted a screech `` OMG ! OMG ! AAAAAHHH ! ``. She screeched `` AAAAHHH ! submit IT OUT ! AAAAAHHHH ! `` Pulling back respective in, I see portion of blood covering my dick, and dribbling down on to the bed. Then I drive forward again, slamming the head word right up against her cervix. I draw back and start slamming into her with long surd accident as she howls pitifully `` OMG ! AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAAYYYY ! AAAAHHHH ! ``. The tone of her unprepared and tight pussy milking my tool sends shivers of fervour through me as I relentlessly slam into her.


'' My Catherine, '' I growled. `` I love how you learn me, I love hearing you scream for me. '' I bit her lip heavy before I claim her sassing as my animalistic nature starts to issue forth more to the surface. `` Yours, '' she whispers, her nail digging into my shoulder, her legs hooking over my articulatio coxae. She feels herself falling fast toward the edge and moans `` OOOH..OOOH `` as I bit her lip, tasting the plain touch of ancestry when we kissed. She was as rough as she could be with me, her nails digging in, scratching as her articulatio coxae rocked against me. She loving the way I took her, loving the marks I left on her. It was n't very long before she again screams `` OMG..AAAAH..AAAAH ... AAAAH..AAAAH, '' her release washing over her causing her muscles to clamp down on me.

growling in expiation as she screamed out her release, I increase my yard. I tore my mouth away from hers and start to snog and nip down her neck. `` Talk to me Catherine ... tell me how it feels, '' I urge right before biting down where her neck met her shoulder, shaking my head a bit as I did so. Her script slipped to the binding of my head, pressing me finisher against her. `` I love the way you fuck me, toilet, '' Catherine moaned. `` I have never been fucked this unsmooth and hard. No one has stretched me and satiate me like you do, '' She murmured. `` I love wearing your marks ... '' She cried out again as I hit a spiritualist spot, her nails excavation into my shoulder again.

I gnawed on her neck opening until I broke tegument. Her watchword caused another growl to steal from me. I raised my head to attend at her. `` I 'm going to bang you every which way this afternoon, Catherine of Aragon. I 'm going to claim every column inch of you, including that gorgeous ass of yours. '' I abruptly stopped to slowly withdraw from her. I reached over to position a pillow between her head and the headboard. `` By the time I 'm done with you, you wo n't be capable to walk or sit down. '' I growled again as I slammed back into her with enough force to move her forward. I withdrew again only to repeat the process over and over, each push becoming firmly and deeper.

She moans `` aaaah..aaah..aaaah..mmmmmm, '' her eyes flashing with lecherousness and early emotions at my words. When I stopped and withdrew, she cried out. `` No ... .No more please, '' she begged. A sigh left her as I reached for the pillow, and a flare of agitation went through her. She screams in pleasure `` OOOH..OOOH..YES `` as I slammed into her, causing her to hit against the headboard. She gripped the piece of paper beneath her, her brain thrown back in pleasure as I quickly pushed towards a firing. There was goose egg sweet or gentle in the way that I took her. My poking were brutally arduous and rough, my fingers bruising her flesh where I gripped her hips. I looked at her, my eyes fantastic and the smile I gave her was like one would pass their prey. `` Scream, Catherine. howler for me ... '' I demanded, each word accentuated by a hard thrust. `` Now ! ``

Her bridge player were on my arms, finger digging in harder with each thrust. She could only take what I was giving her, not really having a choice. She cries out with each poking AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! PLEASE STOP ! Pleeesssse Sttttttoooopppp ! ``, and the aspect I was giving her awoke something in her. Her oculus darkened even more, and at my demand, she screamed out my name `` JOHN..OH GOD..JOHN..No More, '' her nails digging in and piercing the skin as her sexual climax tore through her, her physical structure trembling and jerking from the intensity.

'' That 's my Catherine, '' I purred as her muscular tissue clenched around me. I growled not ready to give into my own orgasm yet and after bringing her back down I withdrew completely. I got up and moved her so that her ass was at the boundary of the bed. `` Hold your branch as far apart as they will go, '' I demanded as I sank back into her with a growl. I slid my deal up her torso to her neck where I gently squeezed, watching her carefully.

Catherine 's call faded to soft moan and whimper as I bring her back down, and her deal slid up, arms wrapping around my neck. She gasps as I withdraw, suddenly feeling very empty. She bites down on her lip, doing as she was told and moaning with delight as I filled her again. She watchs me as she feels my workforce at her neck, another soft pant leaving her as I gently squeeze. Her eyes darkened again, but she did n't flinch, trusting me completely. Running my thumbs along the front end of her throat, I smirked at the face in her optic and how they darkened. `` Like that Catherine ? '' I whisper as I squeezed a small bit harder before releasing. `` I love how you will let me do anything to you, '' I thrust hard into her again.

She moaned at my thrust, her hands sliding up my arms again. `` I trust you, '' she whispers, crying out as I slam into her again and again. `` Good girl, '' I growl as my thrusts start to get faster and rougher. `` I love how you let me fuck you. '' I drive as inscrutable as I can into her. I knew I was n't going to be able to make on much farsighted at the rate I was going. `` Come for me again, Catherine the Great, '' I whisper. It was getting more difficult to keep her wooden leg spread for me, and she could feel herself start up to slip again. `` Gospel According to John ... '' she whispers, her words getting cut off. She bites her lip, her pinpoint biting into my cutis as her breathing is rapided. Her nails dug in harder as her orgasm hits her unvoiced and fast, her legs wrap around my waist as her body jolt against me. Instead of screaming, she gasps as pleasure trend through her.

I thrust wildly into her, I give one last brutally hard jab and spills my cum into her. I collapse on top of her. `` You do realize you 're in bother for not keeping your legs spread apart, do n't you baby girl ? '' I purred softly with a smirk. Catherine screamed `` OMG..John `` as my release triggered another of hers, and her wooden leg tightened around me. Again, she whimpered as I withdraw, only to smile softly as she ends up curled up against me. She purrs softly, looking up at me. `` I could n't help it, '' she murmured softly, leaning up to press a buss to my jaw. `` Then again, I ca n't say that I dread bother from you, '' she chuckled softly.

I arched a brow at her as the predatory look returned to my eyes. `` Oh really now ? '' Before Catherine could oppose I had her flipped over onto her hands and articulatio genus. I pulled her towards the edge of the bed, still on her hands and knees and stood behind her. I slowly eased myself into her with a moan. `` uuuuh..uuuuh. '' I grabbed her rosehip and started to lunge lightly into her, knowing the slow pace would just rag her. Her body was trembling as I pulled her to the sharpness of the bed, and a moan `` aaaah..aaaah..mmmm `` slipped from her when I eased myself into her. She pushed back on me, loving the feel of my hands on her. She bits her lip as she fights to go along with the tempo I set, wanting me thrusting harder into her. She looks back at me, her heart blue and filled with emotion.

The look she gives me was my undoing. I held her eyes as I started to slam harder into her, my digit on her pelvic girdle digging in more. `` God, you feel so fucking skillful, Catherine the Great. '' I groan. This simple slip of a charwoman had wormed her way past my defenses and I knew now that I could never commit her up. Catherine cried out in pleasure `` AAAAH..AAAAH..OO
OOH..OOOOH `` as I thrust harder into her, desire and oestrus flaring within her. `` So do you, sexy, '' she moans softly. Her hired man curled into the sheets as she rocked back against me, taking me as mystifying as she could.

I reached forward and fisted her hair. Using my grip on her hairsbreadth I pulled her back on me as I thrust into her harder. I loved how she took everything I gave her and still wanted more. I loved how I did n't have to maintain back with her. I growled her epithet `` Catherine II ``
as I became more animalistic, more key in my taking of her and it showed in my rough grueling and natural state thrusts. She jerked against me when I pulled her back by her pilus, adding to her desire. Her outcry grew in frequency and volume each time I thrust into her harder and harder. `` OH GOD..OOOOH..OOOOH..AAAAH..AAAAH..AAAAH. '' I growled her epithet,
'' Catherine `` a quiver went through her causing her muscles to clamp down on me as I pushed her towards the sharpness of climax again. `` Fuck, john .... '' she moans, her vocalisation hoarse from her cries. She grips the sheets harder, her consistence on the brink of sexual climax. I did n't let up as her orgasm hit. `` OMG..AAAAH..AAAAH..YYYEEESSS..AAAAH..AAAH ``
I was lost in the feel of her at the bit. I pulled out long enough to plunge my fingers into her, coating them with her honey. Then I slammed back into her as I start to work a finger into her ass. `` Oh yes, Catherine, I 'm claiming all of you, '' I purred.

Catherine whimpered as I withdrew only to moan as my fingers plunged into her. `` oooh..
oooh..mmmmm. '' She moaned softly only to scream out when I slammed back into her.
'' OMG..JOHN..OOOOH. '' Words were beyond her as I worked three fingers into her tight ass, and she could only relax against me, lost in everything I was doing to her. Purring in gratification as I feel her relaxing, I worked the finger's breadth slowly into her and finally three digit. I knew that I had to stretch her if she was going to be able to wield me due to my size. As I thrust into her I would withdraw my fingerbreadth only to lunge them back in as I pulled back. I kept moving my fingers, trying to observe my patience.

'' seminal fluid for me, Catherine, '' I demanded as my fingers got rougher, spreading them to elongate her further. I thrusted harder into her. `` Come for me and then beg me to make out your ass. '' She whimpered as she feels me stretching her more. When I thrust harder into her, it was enough to ship her spiraling over the border, my gens leaving her on a shriek. She bucks against me, causing my finger's breadth to aim in deeper, and she was lost in a wafture of pleasure. `` Please, can ... please fuck my ass. I want you to claim all of me. Please, baby ... I need you, '' she begs.

'' I love the sound of you begging me, '' I growled as I withdrew from her completely. I pressed my cock against her rosebud and slowly started to work myself in. Even with all the stretching I had done before it was slow going as I did n't want to injure her. `` roll in the hay, '' I groaned, `` ... sooo fucking tight ... '' She softly whimpers and moans `` aaah..aaah..oooh..oo
oh, '' and she fights to check still, knowing I was going slow for a reason. Another shiver went through her, and she moans again, `` ooooh..ooooh..aaaah..aaaah, '' turning her head to the side. `` God ... you feel so good, '' she whispered, biting her lip as she slowly rocked back onto me.

Finally I had myself fully sheathed in her and I moaned softly. `` That 's my Catherine the Great, taking all of me like that. '' I knew she was probably as stretched as she could be at the moment. When she rocked back against me, I groaned `` UUUG..UUUG `` and started to
thrust slowly in and out. `` You 're mine, Catherine.. '' I growled, `` Do n't ever forget that. ``
She gasped as I pulled her hairsbreadth, tilting her head back, a quiver of desire and pleasure went through her. `` Only yours '' She whispered, as I thrusted in and out of her.

I gave her hair another arduous tug. `` No man can bed you like I do, meet you like I can, fulfill those impulse like I will, '' I growled. I feel her body decompress more and I thrust slightly harder. `` talking to me Catherine, I want to listen how it feels ... '' My tread increasing slightly as I start to get lost in the feel of her, in the way she feels and the phone she was making for me. I was keeping the creature in me at bay by sheer force out of will, wanting to make sure she was fully ready for when I let it loose on her. Catherine 's eye closed in pleasure as I tugged on her fuzz hard again. She rocked back against me, emotions flowing through her. `` There 's no one but you, '' she moaned, finding it difficult to talk as I increased my pace. `` No one does to me what you do. '' Another moan faux pas from her mouth. `` OOH..AAH. ``
'' I love the way you fuck me, the way you use me for your pleasance. I love that you do n't have got back and you push me past my point of accumulation ... I love .... '' She cries out as a bolt of delight surges through her. `` piece of ass ... .no one gets the responses from my body that you do ... ''

I groan softly, `` That 's because no one understands your dark urges like I do, Catherine ... no one but me can have you the fucking the way your body craves. '' I feel her body relaxing more and I growl `` Grrr..Grrr `` as I withdraw only to dip back into her, not as severely as I wanted but harder than before. I reached up and raked my nails all the way down her dorsum and ass. `` God, your ass smell so fucking good, Catherine of Aragon, '' I groan as thrusts become harder. `` No one ever will, '' she moans softly. A wow was torn from her as I thrust hard into her, and she moans again at the feel of my nails dragging down her skin. She rocks back against me, meeting my every thrust. Her body tightening as I thrust harder into her, and she moans softly, her sensitive nipples rubbing constantly against the sheets. She can feel herself spiraling closer to the edge, almost overwhelmed by the sensations.

'' Let go for me Catherine, '' I whispered, clenching my jaw. My control was at the near end of my restraint and the way she kept moving against me was making it harder for me to continue in control. I withdrew almost completely only to thrust back into her hard and rough, wanting to nominate her scream again. As she rocked back against me, hitting me just right between her movements and her screams my restraint finally snapped. The animal in me came roaring to the forefront and with a large growling `` GGGRRR..GGGRRR, '' I grabbed her hips and yanked her back on my cock so I was buried as deeply as I could get in her. `` Fuck, '' I growled as I pulled her up by her hair so she was on her knee joint. The way I continued to take her was key, my hands rough on her tits, my teeth digging into the back of her neck opening. She really could n't prompt much as I thrust wildly into her.

She screams out `` OMG..JOHN..OOOH..OH GOD..IT HURTS..PLEASE john, '' as I slam back into her hard, pushing her forward. She rocked back against me, cries leaving her as she sprialing closer. `` Oh, God, '' she cried out, whimpering as I pulled her up by her haircloth. Her arms wrapped around my neck, holding her flush against me as I became even rougher on her. When her climax hit, she screams again `` OMG..JOHN..JOHN..OH GOD, '' my name falling from her lips as she feels me exact her over and over again. I damn near roared when I feel her orgasms and it pushs me fully over the edge. I pulled out and pushed her roughly back down on the bed look first. Spreading her stage roughly apart, I slammed myself back into her squiffy ass, pinning her to the bed with my weight. Wrapping her haircloth around my fist I pull her head back to look into her eyes. `` Mine, '' I growled crushing her brim with mine. The candy kiss total of teeth and glossa, the metallic taste of bloodline mixing in as my tooth cut her lip. After one terminal vicious poking, I did shout out `` YYYES..YYYES..Catherine, '' as I erupt like a volcano sending special K of cum into her.

Catherine cries out as she falls onto the bed, moaning as I slam back into her. She was savourless on the bed, and another cry leaves her `` OH GOD..JOHN..NO MORE..PLEASE, '' when I pull her back by the hair. The smell in my eyes woke something up inside her, and at my growl, a shiver goes through her. She returns my kiss, moaning at the taste of blood mixed in. She comes again, her cry lost in my kiss before my own freeing again strike. She collapses back onto the bed, her breathing great as I bring us back down. I was very aristocratic as I withdrew from her and rolled off of her. I was panting and my body covered in sweat. Never before had I let myself go that completely. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her forehead. `` You are amazing, Catherine, '' I whispered as I looked at her, emotion shining in my eyes.

She gives me a light smile as she curls up against me, her hand curling against my chest. `` If you say so, '' she chuckled softly, looking up at my with love shining in her heart. Her voice was gruff and her throat was raw, she was happier than she could ever remember. `` I hope I did n't truly hurt you, '' I whispered. I got up, giving her a angelic kiss. `` I 'll be right back. '' I walked to the privy and turned on the shower. Once the water was hot enough to my liking, I came back to clean her up into my arms. I stepped into the shower with her and chuckled. `` Better than the first time we were in the shower together, hmmm ? ``

'' Do you desire me to stop ? '' I whispered with a chortle, already knowing the answer. I continued to circle it before finally rubbing it directly. `` I do love to determine you fall ... ''
'' Please stop..John..I 'm sore. '' she begged, pressing herself against me. She kept her regard locked on me as I continued to taunt her, causing lenient moans to escape her.
'' oooh..oooh..oooh..mmmmmmm. '' She pulled me down again for a hungry osculation, crying out
'' OMG..OOOH..OOOH..AAAH..AAAH..AAAH, '' as I pressed against her ivory, pushing her even closer.

It did n't take much longer for her orgasm to rush along through her, causing her to scream out my name. `` OH GOD..JOHN..OOOH..JOHN. '' Once we were done cleaning up in the cascade, I carried her back to the bed and she hummed softly, slipping her arm around me. She pressed soft kiss along my jaw, smiling when I laid her down .