Catherine raced into the tv station running late for the staff meeting. After the coming together her news director pulled her into his office. Catherine had done a study on a suspected tryst between the mayor and his headman of staff. She blew it wide open. It was pretty often all she covered for a good pair of months. The word director told her that the station handler had recieved a telephone set call requesting her to do an exclusive first time interview with bathroom Malone. The news show manager continued providing Catherine the Great with background information on John Malone ;

John Malone a self made Billionaire. CEO of Multinational Edmund Malone Industries.
Lone-Star State Political Power agent, Phililanthropist, Divorced five times, Currently married to a beautiful chiniese model, singer, managing director of an International Jacob's ladder, and Philianthropist.
A Womanizer, Real Estate Mogul, and Defense attorney.


This will be the booster cable story on our tidings casts and will bring national attention to you as the reporter that got the only if interview. Catherine called me to coiffure an interview prison term. Surprisingly, I seemed like a very genteel, levelheaded and well-spoken man. Actually, she quickly got the sense that I looked forward to meeting her. I asked her to bring together me at my Fort Charles Frederick Worth condo for brunch tomorrow. Once Catherine got off the phone, she was looking forward to meeting me. Her curiosity was running natural state. She was going into this assignment as a professional, and she had to uncover 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 was here to see me. Actually, she was gorgeous - in her betimes 30 's, impeccably coiffed blonde hair, flyspeck waistline, surgically enhanced tit, and a dress that stretched mean across them that probably cost as much as much as I made in a workweek. It made Catherine II question how she qualified to get this job, she was grateful to induce a female employee nearby as patronage. Catherine was offered a cappuccino. She really needed a heavy-duty dose of caffeine. She worked straight until three in the daybreak doing the setting work and prepping for the consultation. Catherine was trusted that she looked as much of a wreck as she felt. It did n't help that she ran out of clock time to put on her mascara before she ran out of her house to control in at her desk and then haul out here as fast as her Ford direction could push itself.

Today was not one of those days to put off her grooming and put her commuting heroics before everything else in the figure of dedication to her work. I did n't look anything like a untried Hugh Hefner in a satin smoking jacket as she imagined. I was n't like any sort of sofa lounge lizard that spent just as much time trolling for chicks in the singles ginmill as I did rattling my Au chains when I jerked off in the men 's way every time I struck out. If anything, I had this very proper East coast look and a confidence that was as attractive as my tall, satisfying and muscular build. I had a scintillation in my centre and my smile that went along with polite and upbeat persona.

She had to remind herself that all she had to do was act as a professional and that her looks did n't and should n't matter to me. It was best that she did n't await as if she needed to impress me. She had to ask some pretty tough enquiry, and, yes, juxtapose my personality and bearing against my confutative reputation. She asked me how I got into real 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 establish a successful law drill that would let me live 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 broad twelvemonth 's worth of MLS sales event phonograph recording that showed a list of sales that backed up my claim.

I was tight-lipped about my married woman who was only mentioned as, `` Malone is married, '' in the bio of my press kit. After eld of experience, she knew the best taradiddle was in the particular that was practically ignored and swept under the rug. She could n't eek her gens out of me or what she thought of my report. There were no pictures of her on my desk like there were of me and Steven Tyler, Neil offspring and Steve Jobs - all of whom had purchased household from my genuine estate of the realm group.

'' I enjoy being surrounded by beautiful women, '' I said. `` I came to realize early in my life sentence, I needed to birth sex several times a week. It is insufferable for me to not to experience sex three or four metre a day. '' Catherine of Aragon was not expecting to learn `` I could only have so many amour around Ithiel Town. '' Instead, I asked her, `` How long has it been for you ? How many times a day ? ``

'' That 's a totally unfitting doubtfulness, '' She said. `` You have no trouble prodding me about my marital relations, '' I said. `` Of course I do n't, '' She said. `` It 's my job to get the reply that are n't offered easily. You do n't lecture about your wife, your clients, not to cite the time you 've spent womanizing. When you 're not selling multi-million-dollar homes, running your party and practiccing law. A man in love with his wife does n't sustain meter to spoil in thing 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 respectable reporter. What did your swain or married man think of all that time you spent checking out my sex life last night ? '' She could n't guess of how to justify that question, let alone if she should answer it. `` The cup of tea under your eyes are a tell-tale giveaway, '' I said, interjecting my pondering pause. `` I know you just got the designation yesterday, and you seem overly well-prepared for this consultation. '' She blushed and she was embarrassed, not just because I made cite of her, droopy eyes she was trying to keep overt with her third gear cup of cappuccino, but because deep down, I called her on her own deficiency of sex life. There was none. She broke up with her ex-boyfriend two long time 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 make up for my rude inquisition by continuing this conversation over lunch, '' I said. `` My treat. I 'm not trying to buy good press, 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 achiever. '' She let me force back, which was a skilful thing. I drove a bran-new Porsche 911 Carrera that I bought in large part on a impulse. I had too a lot fun tearing up on the road. Or maybe it was for the bang of making her scream when I started pushing it to 110 international nautical mile per hr on the freeway. It was fair enough. My driving habit and my financing were going into the story. `` How many speeding tag have you had ? '' She hoped I could hear her question above the wind that raced through our ears. ``

'' I 'm one away from getting my permission suspended, '' I said. `` I like living on the boundary. ``
I 'll say. That quote was a keeper. I took her to a bistro in the succeeding town that reminded her of a place one might notice in a small village in French Republic - dark putting surface walls, antique-looking mesa and president, lace window discourse that trimmed the windows, and wrought iron chandeliers that hung from the twelve-foot ceiling. I said I was n't trying to buy proficient closet ? Ha ! She had to cover this posting now. If the story was that crucial to my editor in chief, he 'd okay the expense.

'' William Tell me, what do you suppose of me ? '' I asked over drinking glass of a very fresh tasting Chardonnay I insisted on ordering for us. `` I like you, I 'm intrigue with you, '' She said. `` You are not anything at all what I expected. '' `` You 're lustrous, educated woman. Is it something you imagine, me being your lover ? '' I asked. There I went again. She was n't going to fall in me the information I was looking for. She just said, `` Yes, '' and let him inquire if that lover was a possiblibilty. It was none of my business. `` That was my intent, '' 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 mitt across the table.

'' How would you like me to expend some time with you ? '' I waited patiently for her result. The foresightful I waited, the more time she had to contemplate her answer. It was all wrong and totally against her personal and pro moral philosophy, but he was an attractive sure-enough man, ache, charming, and was doing a hell of a job seducing me.
'' There 's a princely B & B down the road, '' I said. `` It 's the kind of place I always imagined taking a smart and beautiful woman for an afternoon getaway. We could bring the rest period of the wine, order sweet to go, and ... '' `` I 'd like that, '' She cut in.

I smiled, Catherine giggled. At that point a business lunch had turned into a decadent afternoon tryst, something that had always been a illusion of hers. I paid the check and we walked out to the car hand-in-hand. We were adults who were breaking a phone number of prescript, or, as I put it earlier, living on the edge. Luxurious was n't the word for this lieu we checked into. Our elbow room was furnished in gaffer and opulent bedding. The sheers that hung over the tall windows muted the mid-day sun and shadowed us from the sine we were about to create. Catherine just stood and stared in awe that she did n't even start thinking about how she would protrude off this forbidden tryst that she allowed herself to get into.


I turned Catherine II to face me and cupped her mentum in my hand gently so she would await at me. `` I understand that it has been a very recollective time since you have been with a man. I know you have never been with a erstwhile man. If you do n't require to see me again after today, I 'm chill with that. '' I looked at her seriously. `` If you decide to continue our kinship as acquaintance and not as fan, I 'm cool with that also. '' I let go of her mentum and kissed her fiercely. `` You 're stuck with me, Catherine of Aragon. The only way you are going to lose me is if you tell me to get the fuck out. '' Catherine of Aragon met my eye, her own filling with unknown emotions. She gasped as I kissed her, returning it and pressing close against me. `` Good to do it, '' she murmured, `` but what about your wife, '' she said, smiling softly.

'' Glad to hear that, my wife is batten down with our relationship. '' I murmured as I brought her back down for another heated kiss, letting my hand run over her body. `` You have no estimate how a great deal I wanted this interview. '' she whispered, her handwriting shaking slightly as she slids them down my chest. `` At first, it was just curosity, and then I got the audience ... and then I got to meet you. '' she murmured, her back talk at my neck again. She nipped at my skin as her hired man slid under my shirt, humming softly at the flavor of my skin beneath her hands. `` Promise you will be gentle. '' she whispered, her lingua darting out to taste my skin.

I growled softly at her touches, my workforce sliding up under her top. `` No promise on being gentle. '' I drew her shirt off over her question and leaned forward to immerse my grimace into her segmentation. I turned slightly to prick her breasts hard enough to allow an impression of my teeth. She dragged her nails down my chest as I buried my fount against her cleavage.
She has never experienced something almost primal in her life. Lightly, her nails scratched at the spine of my neck as she watched me. Reaching around, I unhooked her bra freeing her breasts. `` Fuck, I want you so bad, Catherine of Aragon, '' I purred against her skin. My deal 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 take, slowly and gentle. `` she moaned. She arched her back, pressing herself against me. A mild whimper left her as my hands become rougher, and she bites her lip as I stand up. She steps out of her bloomers and grinning at me. `` I 'm sword lily you think so, '' she said softly. She steps closer to me, her eyes flashing with reluctance and fear.
I growled as I run my helping hand 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. `` secernate me what you want me to do to you this afternoon ... '' Catherine II smirked slightly, a soft hum leaving her when I nipped at her. `` I 'm not sure if I want to continue. '' She murmurs. I nipped at her cervix again as I growled at her quarrel. Towering over her as a predatory look came into my eyes. `` Oh you 're mine, Catherine of Aragon. '' I yanked my shirt off and moved my deal to my belt. `` You ... bed ... now ... '' I growled as I discarded the eternal rest of my clothes before following her.

She feels the wetness pooling between her legs at my growl, feels it more at my look. Her breath caught, and she bit her lip, watching as I stripped. She took a step back from me, wanting to deform and entrust 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 Lion. I crawled on the bed and continued to impress towards her until she was pressed against the headboard. Growling softly I roughly pulled her pegleg wide apart and thrusted into her hard. `` So fucking tight, '' I groaned as I set a concentrated footstep, not giving her trunk a chance to align to my size. `` OMG..John..Please your to big..take it out. ``

There was a bit of fear in her regard 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 stage apart. A shriek was torn from her, `` OMG..John..
Stop..Stop..Please you are to big..it wo n't fit `` as I filled her in one hard thrust, her back arching from the headboard. She wrapped her subdivision around me, keeping her ramification spread blanket for me as she begins to try moving with me, cries leaving her each clip I thrust into her. `` Oh God..You are hurting me..Stop..Please..Take it out. '' I adjusted the angle of her articulatio coxae slightly. I smirked at her cries as I slam into her. Her closeness was keeping me from
impaling my cock deep in her.

'' Oh ! Catherine II, your so tight. My God, ssssoooo tight !'I pull completely out of her.
Then with the pass barely touching her lips again, I drive my hips forward using all of my might. For a legal brief here and now, her lips resist, and then split to provide the hard thick rod to enter her, slamming through her crocked vaginal duct and driving itself all 9 inches in on the second thrust. A untried woman is not meant to be stretched like this, I wasn't surprised at her whole dead body jerking in response to the white hot nuisance of the slurred tool slicing into her small plastered young cunt as she emitted a screech `` OMG ! OMG ! AAAAAHHH ! ``. She screeched `` AAAAHHH ! pick out IT OUT ! AAAAAHHHH ! `` Pulling back several inches, I see lots of blood covering my stopcock, and dribbling down on to the bed. Then I drive forward again, slamming the head right up against her uterine cervix. I draw back and start slamming into her with long hard strokes as she howls pitifully `` OMG ! AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAAYYYY ! AAAAHHHH ! ``. The feel of her unprepared and tight pussy milking my peter sends shivers of excitement through me as I relentlessly barb into her.


'' My Catherine II, '' I growled. `` I love how you take me, I love hearing you scream for me. '' I bit her lip hard before I claim her backtalk as my animalistic nature starts to arrive more than to the surface. `` Yours, '' she whispers, her pinpoint digging into my articulatio humeri, her legs hooking over my hip joint. She feels herself falling fast toward the edge and moans `` OOOH..OOOH `` as I bit her lip, tasting the barest intimation of blood when we kissed. She was as rough as she could be with me, her nails dig in, scratching as her hips 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 discharge washing over her causing her muscles to clamp down on me.

growling in satisfaction as she screamed out her release, I increase my pace. I tore my mouth away from hers and start out to kiss and nip down her neck. `` Talk to me Catherine the Great ... distinguish me how it feels, '' I urge right before biting down where her neck met her articulatio humeri, shaking my header a bit as I did so. Her script slipped to the back of my forefront, pressing me closer against her. `` I love the way you fuck me, John, '' Catherine moaned. `` I have never been fucked this boisterous and punishing. No one has stretched me and fill up me like you do, '' She murmured. `` I love wearing your marks ... '' She cried out again as I hit a sensitive pip, her nails digging into my articulatio humeri again.

I gnawed on her neck until I broke cutis. Her tidings caused another growl to slip from me. I raised my headspring to look at her. `` I 'm going to fuck you every which way this good afternoon, Catherine. I 'm going to claim every inch of you, including that gorgeous ass of yours. '' I abruptly stopped to slowly withdraw from her. I reached over to aim a pillow between her psyche and the headboard. `` By the time I 'm done with you, you wo n't be able to walk or sit down. '' I growled again as I slammed back into her with plenty violence to affect her forward. I withdrew again only to duplicate the cognitive process over and over, each thrust becoming harder and deeper.

She moans `` aaaah..aaah..aaaah..mmmmmm, '' her eye flashing with lust and other emotions at my Logos. When I stopped and withdrew, she cried out. `` No ... .No more please, '' she begged. A sigh left hand her as I reached for the pillow, and a flare of excitement went through her. She screams in joy `` OOOH..OOOH..YES `` as I slammed into her, causing her to hit against the headboard. She gripped the sheets beneath her, her straits thrown back in pleasure as I quickly pushed towards a release. There was nothing sweet or gentle in the way that I took her. My jabbing were brutally hard and rocky, my fingerbreadth bruising her flesh where I gripped her rose hip. I looked at her, my centre wild and the grinning I gave her was like one would generate their prey. `` screech, Catherine. screeching for me ... '' I demanded, each give-and-take accentuated by a strong thrust. `` Now ! ``

Her hands were on my arm, fingerbreadth digging in harder with each stab. She could only hold what I was giving her, not really having a choice. She cries out with each driving force AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! PLEASE STOP ! Pleeesssse Sttttttoooopppp ! ``, and the look I was giving her awoke something in her. Her eyes darkened even more, and at my requirement, she screamed out my epithet `` JOHN..OH GOD..JOHN..No More, '' her nails digging in and piercing the skin as her orgasm tore through her, her body trembling and jerking from the intensity.

'' That 's my Catherine, '' I purred as her muscles clenched around me. I growled not cook to give into my own climax yet and after bringing her back down I withdrew completely. I got up and moved her so that her ass was at the edge of the bed. `` maintain your legs as far apart as they will go, '' I demanded as I sank back into her with a growl. I slid my hands up her torso to her neck where I gently squeezed, watching her carefully.

Catherine 's cries faded to soft groan and whine as I bring her back down, and her work force slid up, arms wrapping around my neck. She gasps as I withdraw, suddenly feeling very empty-bellied. 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 paw at her neck, another soft gasp leaving her as I gently squeeze. Her eyes darkened again, but she did n't flinch, trusting me completely. Running my ovolo along the presence of her pharynx, I smirked at the flavor in her eye and how they darkened. `` Like that Catherine of Aragon ? '' I whisper as I squeezed a little 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 drive, her hands sliding up my branch again. `` I trust you, '' she whispers, crying out as I slam into her again and again. `` dear girl, '' I growl as my thrusts start to get faster and rougher. `` I love how you let me lie with you. '' I drive as mystifying as I can into her. I knew I was n't going to be able to hold on much longer at the rate I was going. `` seed for me again, Catherine, '' I whisper. It was getting more unmanageable to keep her peg spread for me, and she could palpate herself start to slip again. `` St. John ... '' she whispers, her Bible getting cut off. She bites her lip, her sweep through biting into my tegument as her breathing is rapided. Her nails dug in harder as her orgasm hits her unvoiced and libertine, her legs wrapper around my waist as her torso jerks against me. Instead of screech, she gasps as pleasure courses through her.

I thrust wildly into her, I give one live on brutally intemperate thrust and spills my cum into her. I collapse on top of her. `` You do realize you 're in problem for not keeping your ramification spread apart, do n't you indulge girl ? '' I purred softly with a smirk. Catherine screamed `` OMG..John `` as my release triggered another of hers, and her legs 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 assist it, '' she murmured softly, leaning up to press a osculation to my jaw. `` Then again, I ca n't say that I dread trouble from you, '' she chuckled softly.

I arched a supercilium at her as the predatory look returned to my eyes. `` Oh really now ? '' Before Catherine could react I had her flipped over onto her hands and knee. 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 hips and started to shove lightly into her, knowing the dim tempo would just torment 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 keep on with the pace I set, wanting me thrusting harder into her. She looks back at me, her middle dark and filled with emotion.

The flavor she gives me was my undoing. I held her eyes as I started to slam harder into her, my finger on her hip digging in more. `` God, you feel so bonk good, Catherine. '' I groan. This mere miscue of a woman had wormed her way past my defending team and I knew now that I could never give her up. Catherine the Great cried out in pleasure `` AAAAH..AAAAH..OO
OOH..OOOOH `` as I thrust harder into her, desire and heat flaring within her. `` So do you, sexy, '' she moans softly. Her script curled into the sheet as she rocked back against me, taking me as deep as she could.

I reached forward and fisted her whisker. Using my clutch on her hair 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 accept to hold back with her. I growled her figure `` Catherine ``
as I became more animalistic, more fundamental in my taking of her and it showed in my rough tough and wild thrusts. She jerked against me when I pulled her back by her hair, adding to her desire. Her rallying cry grew in frequency and volume each time I thrust into her harder and harder. `` OH GOD..OOOOH..OOOOH..AAAAH..AAAAH..AAAAH. '' I growled her figure,
'' Catherine II `` a shiver went through her causing her muscle to clamp down on me as I pushed her towards the edge of culmination again. `` Fuck, privy .... '' she moans, her voice hoarse from her cries. She grips the sail harder, her trunk on the brink of sexual climax. I did n't let up as her climax hit. `` OMG..AAAAH..AAAAH..YYYEEESSS..AAAAH..AAAH ``
I was lost in the feel of her at the moment. I pulled out long enough to souse my finger's breadth into her, coating them with her dearest. Then I slammed back into her as I start to work a fingerbreadth into her ass. `` Oh yes, Catherine, I 'm claiming all of you, '' I purred.

Catherine whimpered as I withdrew only to moan as my finger 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 finger's breadth into her taut ass, and she could only unwind against me, lost in everything I was doing to her. Purring in satisfaction as I feel her relaxing, I worked the fingers slowly into her and finally three fingers. I knew that I had to extend her if she was going to be able to handle me due to my size. As I thrust into her I would take my fingerbreadth only to push up them back in as I pulled back. I kept moving my fingers, trying to keep my patience.

'' seed for me, Catherine II, '' I demanded as my fingerbreadth got rougher, spreading them to stretch her boost. I thrusted harder into her. `` Come for me and then beg me to fuck your ass. '' She whimpered as she feels me stretching her more. When I thrust harder into her, it was enough to send her spiraling over the edge, my name leaving her on a shriek. She bucks against me, causing my digit to take in deeper, and she was lost in a moving ridge of pleasure. `` Please, whoremaster ... please fuck my ass. I want you to arrogate all of me. Please, baby ... I need you, '' she begs.

'' I love the speech sound of you begging me, '' I growled as I withdrew from her completely. I pressed my stopcock against her rosebud and slowly started to work on myself in. Even with all the stretch I had done before it was slow down going as I did n't want to hurt her. `` Fuck, '' I groaned, `` ... sooo fucking tight ... '' She softly whimpers and groan `` 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, 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 hair, tilting her head back, a shiver of desire and pleasure went through her. `` Only yours '' She whispered, as I thrusted in and out of her.

I gave her hair another hard tug. `` No man can eff you like I do, fill you like I can, fill those impulse like I will, '' I growled. I feel her body slack more and I thrust slightly harder. `` talking to me Catherine of Aragon, I want to listen how it feels ... '' My rate increasing slightly as I start to get lost in the feeling of her, in the way she feels and the auditory sensation she was making for me. I was keeping the animal in me at bay by sheer force-out of will, wanting to stimulate sure she was fully gear up for when I let it loose on her. Catherine 's center 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 chemise from her lip. `` OOH..AAH. ``
'' I love the way you fuck me, the way you use me for your pleasure. I love that you do n't curb back and you push me past my terminus ad quem ... I love .... '' She cries out as a bolt of delight surges through her. `` nooky ... .no one gets the responses from my physical structure that you do ... ''

I groan softly, `` That 's because no one understands your dark urge like I do, Catherine II ... no one but me can apply you the fucking the way your soundbox craves. '' I feel her trunk relaxing to a greater extent and I growl `` Grrr..Grrr `` as I withdraw only to douse back into her, not as hard as I wanted but harder than before. I reached up and raked my nails all the way down her back and ass. `` God, your ass spirit so fucking proficient, Catherine, '' I groan as poking become harder. `` No one ever will, '' she moans softly. A shriek was torn from her as I thrust hard into her, and she moans again at the feel of my nails dragging down her tegument. She rocks back against me, meeting my every stab. Her organic structure tightening as I thrust harder into her, and she moans softly, her tender nipples rubbing constantly against the rag. 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 command was at the near end of my restraint and the way she kept moving against me was making it harder for me to last out in control. I withdrew almost completely only to thrust back into her difficult and rough, wanting to make her scream again. As she rocked back against me, hitting me just right between her drift and her screams my mastery finally snapped. The animate being in me came roaring to the forefront and with a large growl `` GGGRRR..GGGRRR, '' I grabbed her rose hip and yanked her back on my cock so I was buried as deep as I could get in her. `` Fuck, '' I growled as I pulled her up by her pilus so she was on her knees. The way I continued to take her was key, my hands rough on her breast, my teeth digging into the back of her neck. She really could n't move much as I thrust wildly into her.

She screams out `` OMG..JOHN..OOOH..OH GOD..IT HURTS..PLEASE John Lackland, '' as I slam back into her laborious, pushing her forward. She rocked back against me, battle cry leaving her as she sprialing closer. `` Oh, God, '' she cried out, whimpering as I pulled her up by her hair. Her arms wrapped around my neck, holding her flush against me as I became even rougher on her. When her orgasm hit, she screams again `` OMG..JOHN..JOHN..OH GOD, '' my name falling from her lips as she feels me lay claim her over and over again. I damn near roared when I feel her sexual climax and it pushs me fully over the edge. I pulled out and pushed her roughly back down on the bed side first. Spreading her leg roughly apart, I slammed myself back into her tight ass, pinning her to the bed with my weight unit. Wrapping her haircloth around my clenched fist I pull her brain back to look into her eyes. `` Mine, '' I growled crushing her lips with mine. The kiss full of teeth and tongue, the metallic gustatory perception of blood mixing in as my dentition cut her lip. After one final exam savage thrust, I did yell `` YYYES..YYYES..Catherine, '' as I erupt like a vent sending jets of cum into her.

Catherine the Great cries out as she falls onto the bed, moaning as I slam back into her. She was flat on the bed, and another cry leaves her `` OH GOD..JOHN..NO MORE..PLEASE, '' when I pull her back by the hairsbreadth. The look in my optic woke something up inside her, and at my growl, a tremble goes through her. She returns my kiss, moaning at the tasting of blood mixed in. She comes again, her cry lost in my kiss before my own outlet again hits. She collapses back onto the bed, her breathing heavy as I bring us back down. I was very gentle 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 weapons system and kissed her forehead. `` You are amazing, Catherine, '' I whispered as I looked at her, emotion shining in my eyes.

She gives me a feeble smiling as she curls up against me, her manus curling against my chest. `` If you say so, '' she chuckled softly, looking up at my with love shining in her eyes. Her voice was husky and her throat was raw, she was happy than she could ever remember. `` I hope I did n't truly hurt you, '' I whispered. I got up, giving her a sweet kiss. `` I 'll be the right way back. '' I walked to the privy and turned on the shower bath. Once the piddle was hot enough to my liking, I came back to pick her up into my arms. I stepped into the shower with her and chuckled. `` Better than the first time we were in the shower bath together, hmmm ? ``

'' Do you want me to stop ? '' I whispered with a chuckle, already knowing the reply. I continued to circle it before finally rubbing it directly. `` I do love to keep an eye on you fall ... ''
'' Please stop..John..I 'm sore. '' she begged, pressing herself against me. She kept her gaze locked on me as I continued to rally her, causing soft groan to escape her.
'' oooh..oooh..oooh..mmmmmmm. '' She pulled me down again for a hungry buss, crying out
'' OMG..OOOH..OOOH..AAAH..AAAH..AAAH, '' as I pressed against her drop, pushing her even closer.

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