Catherine raced into the tv station running late for the staff meeting. After the meeting her news director pulled her into his office. Catherine of Aragon had done a story on a suspected assignation between the mayor and his chief of faculty. She blew it all-inclusive open. It was pretty much all she covered for a good dyad of months. The word director told her that the station manager had recieved a sound telephone call requesting her to do an exclusive first time interview with John Edmund Malone. The news conductor continued providing Catherine with background information on John Malone ;

John Edmond Malone a self made Billionaire. CEO of Multinational Edmond Malone Industries.
Texas Political baron Broker, Phililanthropist, Divorced five times, Currently married to a beautiful chiniese model, singer, Director of an International charity, and Philianthropist.
A womaniser, real acres big businessman, and refutation Lawyer.


This will be the lead story on our tidings casts and will take national care to you as the newsperson that got the lone interview. Catherine of Aragon called me to do an interview meter. Surprisingly, I seemed like a very civilized, level-headed and well-spoken man. Actually, she quickly got the mother wit that I looked forward to meeting her. I asked her to link me at my Fort Worth condo for brunch tomorrow. Once Catherine got off the telephone, she was looking forward to meeting me. Her oddment was running wild. 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 staff promptly at 10 a.m. A rather polished and stylish receptionist let me lie with that Catherine of Aragon was here to see me. Actually, she was gorgeous - in her early on 30 's, impeccably coiffed blonde haircloth, tiny shank, surgically enhanced white meat, and a dress that stretched tight across them that probably cost as much as a good deal as I made in a week. It made Catherine the Great wonder how she qualified to get this job, she was grateful to have a distaff employee nearby as backup. Catherine was offered a coffee cappuccino. She really needed a heavy-duty dose of caffeine. She worked straight until three in the morning doing the screen background work and prepping for the consultation. Catherine the Great was sure that she looked as much of a crash as she felt. It did n't help that she ran out of prison term to put on her mascara before she ran out of her theater to watch in at her desk and then haul out here as fast as her Ford stress could push itself.

Today was not one of those days to put off her training and put her commuting heroics before everything else in the name of dedication to her work. 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 kind of lounge lounge lizard that spent just as much fourth dimension trolling for chicks in the 1 bars as I did rattling my gold chain of mountains when I jerked off in the men 's room every metre I struck out. If anything, I had this very proper Orient Coast look and a confidence that was as attractive as my tall, strong and muscular build. I had a sparkle in my eyes and my smiling that went along with polite and cheerful persona.

She had to remind herself that all she had to do was act as a pro and that her looks did n't and should n't matter to me. It was best that she did n't look as if she needed to imprint me. She had to ask some pretty tough interrogative sentence, and, yes, juxtapose my personality and presence against my questionable report. 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 didactics, I said it was rowdy to build a successful law exercise that would let me hold out the sort of life-style 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 fully year 's worth of MLS sales event records that showed a list of sales that backed up my claim.

I was tight-lipped about my wife who was only mentioned as, `` Malone is married, '' in the bio of my press kit. After years of experience, she knew the skillful story was in the particular that was practically ignored and swept under the rug. She could n't eek her public figure out of me or what she thought of my repute. There were no picture of her on my desk like there were of me and Steven Tyler, Neil offspring and Steve Jobs - all of whom had purchased houses from my real estate of the realm group.

'' I enjoy being surrounded by beautiful womanhood, '' I said. `` I came to agnise early in my life, I needed to have sex various sentence a week. It is impossible for me to not to give sex three or four times a day. '' Catherine was not expecting to hear `` I could only hold so many affairs around town. '' Instead, I asked her, `` How long has it been for you ? How many times a day ? ``

'' That 's a totally inappropriate doubt, '' She said. `` You have no trouble prodding me about my marital recounting, '' I said. `` Of course I do n't, '' She said. `` It 's my job to get the response that are n't offered easily. You do n't talk about your married woman, your customer, not to advert the prison term you 've spent womanizing. When you 're not selling multi-million-dollar homes, running your companionship and practiccing law. A man in passion with his wife does n't have time to spoil 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 beau or husband think of all that time you spent checking out my sex life last Night ? '' She could n't recollect of how to rationalise that question, let alone if she should suffice it. `` The bags under your centre 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 honorable mention of her, droopy oculus she was trying to observe open with her tierce cup of cappuccino, but because trench down, I called her on her own lack of sex life. 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 feature to admit that, or was it that obvious ?

'' William Tell you what, let me name up for my bounderish inquisition by continuing this conversation over lunch, '' I said. `` My kickshaw. I 'm not trying to buy good imperativeness, but you look like you could use it and I 'm athirst. Besides, we really have n't even started talking about me and my winner. '' She let me force, which was a thoroughly thing. I drove a brand-new Porsche 911 Carrera that I bought in bombastic part on a whim. I had too much fun tearing up on the road. Or maybe it was for the thrill of making her scream when I started pushing it to 110 stat mi per time of day on the motorway. It was fairish enough. My driving habits 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 license suspended, '' I said. `` I like living on the edge. ``
I 'll say. That citation was a steward. I took her to a bistro in the succeeding town that reminded her of a place one might find in a small-scale village in France - dark green paries, antique-looking table and hot seat, lace window treatments that trimmed the Windows, and wrought iron chandeliers that hung from the twelve-foot cap. I said I was n't trying to buy secure press ? Ha ! She had to treat this billhook now. If the write up was that important to my editor program, he 'd approve the expense.

'' Tell me, what do you suppose of me ? '' I asked over spyglass of a very fresh tasting Chardonnay I insisted on ordering for us. `` I like you, I 'm scheme with you, '' She said. `` You are not anything at all what I expected. '' `` You 're shiny, educated charwoman. Is it something you imagine, me being your devotee ? '' I asked. There I went again. She was n't going to commit 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 intent, '' I said. The vino had finally lowered her guard. `` It 's been a foresightful while, '' She said quietly. I gazed into her eyes and reached for her hand across the table.

'' How would you like me to spend some metre with you ? '' I waited patiently for her answer. The longer I waited, the more time she had to contemplate her answer. It was all legal injury and totally against her personal and professional moral principle, but he was an attractive older man, smart, charming, and was doing a inferno of a job seducing me.
'' There 's a voluptuary B & B down the road, '' I said. `` It 's the kind of plaza I always imagined taking a smart and beautiful char for an afternoon lam. We could bring the rest of the vino, monastic order dessert to go, and ... '' `` I 'd care that, '' She cut in.

I smiled, Catherine giggled. At that degree a byplay lunch had turned into a decadent good afternoon tryst, something that had always been a fantasy of hers. I paid the halt and we walked out to the car hand-in-hand. We were grownup who were breaking a number of prescript, or, as I put it earlier, living on the border. Luxurious was n't the word for this place we checked into. Our elbow room was furnished in antiques and princely bedding. The sheers that hung over the tall window muted the mid-day sun and shadowed us from the Sin we were about to create. Catherine of Aragon just stood and stared in awe that she did n't even get going thinking about how she would protrude 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 farseeing 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 chill with that. '' I looked at her seriously. `` If you decide to continue our relationship as friends and not as devotee, I 'm cool with that also. '' I let go of her mentum and kissed her fiercely. `` You 're stuck with me, Catherine. The only way you are going to lose me is if you tell me to get the ass 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 know, '' she murmured, `` but what about your wife, '' she said, smiling softly.

'' gladiola to hear that, my wife is secure with our relationship. '' I murmured as I brought her back down for another heated kiss, letting my deal run over her body. `` You have no idea how a lot 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 play you. '' she murmured, her lips at my neck again. She nipped at my cutis as her hands slide under my shirt, humming softly at the feel of my pare beneath her hands. `` Promise you will be gentle. '' she whispered, her tongue darting out to taste my skin.

I growled softly at her touches, my hands sliding up under her top. `` No promise on being gentle. '' I drew her shirt off over her head and leaned forward to forget my face into her cleavage. I turned slightly to bite her breasts hard enough to leave an printing of my dentition. She dragged her nails down my thorax as I buried my nerve against her cleavage.
She has never experienced something almost aboriginal in her life. Lightly, her nails scratched at the back of my neck as she watched me. Reaching around, I unhooked her bra freeing her breasts. `` shtup, I want you so bad, Catherine II, '' I purred against her skin. My work force 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 soft whimper left her as my hands become rougher, and she bites her lip as I stand up. She steps out of her drawers and smiles at me. `` I 'm beaming you think so, '' she said softly. She steps nearer to me, her eyes flashing with reluctance and fear.
I growled as I run my deal up her leg and then around to cup her ass. I leaned forward to nip hard at her neck. `` tell apart me what you want, Catherine II, '' I murmured. `` Tell me what you want me to do to you this afternoon ... '' Catherine smirked slightly, a piano hum leaving her when I nipped at her. `` I 'm not surely if I want to continue. '' She murmurs. I nipped at her neck again as I growled at her words. Towering over her as a raptorial look 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 relief of my clothes before following her.

She feels the wetness pooling between her legs at my growl, feels it more at my flavour. Her breathing time caught, and she bit her lip, watching as I stripped. She took a footmark back from me, wanting to turn 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 the 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 legs wide apart and thrusted into her hard. `` So have intercourse tight, '' I groaned as I set a laborious pace, not giving her body a luck to adjust to my size. `` OMG..John..Please your to big..take it out. ``

There was a bit of care 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 wooden leg apart. A screech 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 branch around me, keeping her pegleg spread panoptic for me as she begins to try moving with me, yell leaving her each meter 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 call as I slam into her. Her tightness was keeping me from
impaling my cock deep 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 consequence, her rim resist, and then split to allow the toilsome thick rod to enter her, slamming through her tight vaginal canal and driving itself all 9 in in on the second thrust. A offspring cleaning woman is not meant to be stretched like this, I wasn't surprised at her whole body jerking in reply to the Theodore Harold White hot pain of the thick instrument slicing into her small tight Young twat as she emitted a screech `` OMG ! OMG ! AAAAAHHH ! ``. She screeched `` AAAAHHH ! TAKE IT OUT ! AAAAAHHHH ! `` Pulling back several inches, I see quite a little of bloodline covering my cock, and dribbling down on to the bed. Then I drive forward again, slamming the head right up against her cervix. I draw back and start slamming into her with yearn voiceless strokes as she howls pitifully `` OMG ! AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAAYYYY ! AAAAHHHH ! ``. The feel of her unprepared and tight cunt milking my pecker sends shake of excitement through me as I relentlessly slam into her.


'' My Catherine, '' I growled. `` I love how you take me, I love hearing you scream for me. '' I bit her lip hard before I claim her sass as my animalistic nature starts to arrive more to the surface. `` Yours, '' she whispers, her nail down digging into my shoulder, her branch hooking over my hips. She feels herself falling fast toward the edge and moans `` OOOH..OOOH `` as I bit her lip, tasting the barren hint of blood when we kissed. She was as rough as she could be with me, her nails digging 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 exit washing over her causing her muscles to clamp down on me.

Growling in satisfaction as she screamed out her waiver, I increase my pace. I tore my sassing away from hers and go to kiss and nip down her neck. `` talk to me Catherine of Aragon ... evidence me how it feels, '' I urge right before biting down where her neck opening met her shoulder, shaking my straits a bit as I did so. Her hand slipped to the cover of my foreland, pressing me stuffy against her. `` I love the way you fuck me, can, '' Catherine II moaned. `` I have never been fucked this rocky and hard. No one has stretched me and fill me like you do, '' She murmured. `` I love wearing your marks ... '' She cried out again as I hit a sensitive spot, her peg dig into my shoulder joint again.

I gnawed on her neck until I broke skin. Her words caused another growl to dislocate from me. I raised my head to attend at her. `` I 'm going to eff you every which way this afternoon, Catherine the Great. I 'm going to exact every column inch of you, including that gorgeous ass of yours. '' I abruptly stopped to slowly withdraw from her. I reached over to commit a pillow between her heading and the headboard. `` By the time I 'm done with you, you wo n't be able-bodied to take the air or sit down. '' I growled again as I slammed back into her with plenty force to move her forward. I withdrew again only to repeat the process over and over, each thrust becoming harder and deeper.

She moans `` aaaah..aaah..aaaah..mmmmmm, '' her eyes flashing with lust and former emotions at my word. 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 turmoil 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 head thrown back in pleasure as I quickly pushed towards a acquittance. There was nil sweet or gentle in the way that I took her. My push were brutally backbreaking and pugnacious, my fingers bruising her flesh where I gripped her hips. I looked at her, my eyes crazy and the smiling I gave her was like one would commit their prey. `` thigh-slapper, Catherine. shriek for me ... '' I demanded, each word accentuated by a hard thrust. `` Now ! ``

Her hand were on my branch, fingerbreadth digging in harder with each thrusting. She could only direct what I was giving her, not really having a choice. She cries out with each push AAAAAHHHH ! AAAAHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! PLEASE plosive ! Pleeesssse Sttttttoooopppp ! ``, and the looking at I was giving her awoke something in her. Her eyes darkened even more, and at my demand, she screamed out my figure `` JOHN..OH GOD..JOHN..No More, '' her nails digging in and piercing the skin as her orgasm tore through her, her physical structure trembling and jerking from the intensity.

'' That 's my Catherine II, '' I purred as her muscles clenched around me. I growled not ready to give into my own sexual climax yet and after bringing her back down I withdrew completely. I got up and moved her so that her ass was at the border of the bed. `` concord your leg 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 of Aragon 's cries faded to easy groan and whine as I bring her back down, and her handwriting 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 joy as I filled her again. She watchs me as she feels my hands at her neck, another soft pant leaving her as I gently squeeze. Her center darkened again, but she did n't flinch, trusting me completely. Running my thumbs along the front of her throat, I smirked at the look in her optic and how they darkened. `` Like that Catherine ? '' 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 poke, her hands sliding up my arms again. `` I trust you, '' she whispers, crying out as I slam into her again and again. `` Good female child, '' I growl as my jab start to get faster and rougher. `` I love how you let me fuck you. '' I drive as rich as I can into her. I knew I was n't going to be able to view as on often long at the pace I was going. `` semen for me again, Catherine, '' I whisper. It was getting more hard to keep her legs spread for me, and she could feel herself start to slip again. `` privy ... '' she whispers, her row getting cut off. She bites her lip, her nails biting into my skin as her breathing is rapided. Her peg dug in harder as her orgasm hits her hard and fast, her wooden leg wrap around my waist as her body jerks against me. Instead of shriek, she gasps as pleasure courses through her.

I thrust wildly into her, I give one utmost brutally hard thrusting and spills my cum into her. I collapse on top of her. `` You do realize you 're in trouble for not keeping your branch spread apart, do n't you baby girl ? '' I purred softly with a smirk. Catherine screamed `` OMG..John `` as my spill triggered another of hers, and her stage 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 avail it, '' she murmured softly, leaning up to press a kiss to my jaw. `` Then again, I ca n't say that I dread fuss from you, '' she chuckled softly.

I arched a supercilium at her as the predatory look returned to my eyes. `` Oh really now ? '' Before Catherine of Aragon could react I had her flipped over onto her deal and knees. 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 pierce lightly into her, knowing the dim pace would just torment her. Her body was trembling as I pulled her to the boundary of the bed, and a groan `` aaaah..aaaah..mmmm `` slipped from her when I eased myself into her. She pushed back on me, loving the feel of my bridge player on her. She bits her lip as she fights to go on with the stride I set, wanting me thrusting harder into her. She looks back at me, her eyes sullen and filled with emotion.

The look she gives me was my undoing. I held her center as I started to slam harder into her, my fingerbreadth on her hip joint digging in more. `` God, you feel so make love honest, Catherine. '' I groan. This mere slip of a woman had wormed her way past my defending team and I knew now that I could never give her up. Catherine cried out in pleasance `` 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 helping hand curled into the canvas as she rocked back against me, taking me as cryptic as she could.

I reached forward and fisted her hair. Using my grip 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 throw to hold back with her. I growled her name `` Catherine ``
as I became more animalistic, more primal in my taking of her and it showed in my rough heavily and groundless thrusts. She jerked against me when I pulled her back by her hairsbreadth, adding to her desire. Her cries grew in frequency and volume each clock time I thrust into her harder and harder. `` OH GOD..OOOOH..OOOOH..AAAAH..AAAAH..AAAAH. '' I growled her public figure,
'' Catherine `` a shiver went through her causing her muscles to clamp down on me as I pushed her towards the boundary of climax again. `` piece of tail, St. John the Apostle .... '' she moans, her interpreter hoarse from her call. She grips the sheets harder, her body on the threshold of orgasm. I did n't let up as her orgasms hit. `` OMG..AAAAH..AAAAH..YYYEEESSS..AAAAH..AAAH ``
I was lost in the feel of her at the moment. I pulled out long enough to douse my finger into her, coating them with her love. Then I slammed back into her as I start to work a finger's breadth into her ass. `` Oh yes, Catherine II, I 'm claiming all of you, '' I purred.

Catherine II 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 fingerbreadth into her miserly ass, and she could only relax against me, lost in everything I was doing to her. Purring in satisfaction as I feel her relaxing, I worked the fingerbreadth slowly into her and finally three fingers. I knew that I had to stretch her if she was going to be capable to handle me due to my size. As I thrust into her I would crawfish my fingers only to thrust them back in as I pulled back. I kept moving my fingers, trying to preserve my patience.

'' Come for me, Catherine II, '' I demanded as my fingers got rougher, spreading them to stretch her foster. I thrusted harder into her. `` seminal fluid 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 wow. She bucks against me, causing my finger to push back in deeper, and she was lost in a wave of pleasure. `` Please, John ... please fuck my ass. I want you to arrogate all of me. Please, infant ... I need you, '' she begs.

'' I love the auditory sensation of you begging me, '' I growled as I withdrew from her completely. I pressed my hammer against her rosebud and slowly started to crop myself in. Even with all the stretching I had done before it was slow going as I did n't desire to hurt her. `` Fuck, '' I groaned, `` ... sooo fucking tight ... '' She softly whine and moan `` aaah..aaah..oooh..oo
oh, '' and she fights to hold still, knowing I was going slow for a intellect. Another shiver went through her, and she moans again, `` ooooh..ooooh..aaaah..aaaah, '' turning her head to the side. `` God ... you feel so goodness, '' 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 minute. 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 delight went through her. `` Only yours '' She whispered, as I thrusted in and out of her.

I gave her hair another backbreaking tug. `` No man can fuck you like I do, fill you like I can, live up to those itch like I will, '' I growled. I feel her body relax more and I thrust slightly harder. `` Talk to me Catherine II, I want to get wind how it feels ... '' My tempo increasing slightly as I start to get lost in the flavour of her, in the way she feels and the sounds she was making for me. I was keeping the brute in me at bay by sheer power of will, wanting to make sure she was fully fix for when I let it loose on her. Catherine II 's centre closed in pleasure as I tugged on her hair hard again. She rocked back against me, emotions flowing through her. `` There 's no one but you, '' she moaned, finding it difficult to spill as I increased my pace. `` No one does to me what you do. '' Another moan slips from her lips. `` OOH..AAH. ``
'' I love the way you fuck me, the way you use me for your pleasure. I love that you do n't obtain back and you push me past my limits ... I love .... '' She cries out as a bolt of joy surges through her. `` Fuck ... .no one gets the responses from my body that you do ... ''

I groan softly, `` That 's because no one understands your dingy impulse like I do, Catherine II ... no one but me can give you the fucking the way your eubstance craves. '' I feel her soundbox relaxing Sir Thomas More and I growl `` Grrr..Grrr `` as I withdraw only to dive back into her, not as heavily 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 good, Catherine the Great, '' I groan as knife thrust become harder. `` No one ever will, '' she moans softly. A scream was torn from her as I thrust hard into her, and she moans again at the feel of my nails dragging down her hide. She rocks back against me, meeting my every thrust. Her body tightening as I thrust harder into her, and she moans softly, her sensitive mammilla 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 mastery was at the approach end of my chasteness and the way she kept moving against me was making it harder for me to stay in mastery. I withdrew almost completely only to thrust back into her toilsome and rough out, wanting to make her scream again. As she rocked back against me, hitting me just right between her movements and her screams my ascendency finally snapped. The brute in me came roaring to the cutting edge and with a enceinte growl `` GGGRRR..GGGRRR, '' I grabbed her hips and yanked her back on my shaft so I was buried as rich as I could get in her. `` Fuck, '' I growled as I pulled her up by her hair so she was on her knees. The way I continued to fill her was primal, my hands rough on her tits, my teeth digging into the spine of her neck. She really could n't travel much as I thrust wildly into her.

She screams out `` OMG..JOHN..OOOH..OH GOD..IT HURTS..PLEASE Saint John, '' as I slam back into her punishing, 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 cervix, holding her flush against me as I became even rougher on her. When her sexual climax hit, she screams again `` OMG..JOHN..JOHN..OH GOD, '' my gens falling from her lips as she feels me claim her over and over again. I damn near roared when I feel her orgasms and it pushs me fully over the boundary. I pulled out and pushed her roughly back down on the bed face first. Spreading her leg roughly apart, I slammed myself back into her tight ass, pinning her to the bed with my weightiness. Wrapping her hair around my fist I pull her pass back to look into her eyes. `` Mine, '' I growled crushing her lips with mine. The kiss full of tooth and knife, the metallic taste of blood mixing in as my teeth cut her lip. After one final vicious thrust, I did yell `` YYYES..YYYES..Catherine, '' as I erupt like a volcano sending spirt 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 cover by the hair's-breadth. The look in my eyes woke something up inside her, and at my growl, a shiver goes through her. She returns my kiss, moaning at the perceptiveness of blood mixed in. She comes again, her cry lost in my kiss before my own exit again striking. She collapses back onto the bed, her breathing laboured 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 exertion. Never before had I let myself go that completely. I pulled her into my coat of arms and kissed her forehead. `` You are amazing, Catherine II, '' I whispered as I looked at her, emotion shining in my eyes.

She gives me a weak smiling 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 eyes. Her vocalisation was hoarse and her pharynx 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 fresh kiss. `` I 'll be correct back. '' I walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Once the water was hot enough to my liking, I came back to pick her up into my weaponry. I stepped into the exhibitioner with her and chuckled. `` estimable than the first prison term we were in the exhibitioner together, hmmm ? ``

'' Do you require me to stop ? '' I whispered with a chuckle, already knowing the solvent. I continued to circle it before finally rubbing it directly. `` I do love to watch 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 tease her, causing diffuse moans to lam her.
'' oooh..oooh..oooh..mmmmmmm. '' She pulled me down again for a thirsty kiss, crying out
'' OMG..OOOH..OOOH..AAAH..AAAH..AAAH, '' as I pressed against her pearl, pushing her even closer.

It did n't film much longer for her climax to look sharp through her, causing her to call out my name. `` OH GOD..JOHN..OOOH..JOHN. '' Once we were done cleaning up in the exhibitor, I carried her back to the bed and she hummed softly, slipping her coat of arms around me. She pressed soft kiss along my jaw, smiling when I laid her down feather .