Cantara is 31 never married from Egypt, went to the kitchen in the guest home where she is staying. She is
5'4 '' small flyspeck anatomy with foresightful brown hair and grim eyes, small pert breasts and a pocket-sized ass. She was
surprised to see me, I held out my hand. `` Hold on. I want to sing to you. '' She is alone with me and very uncomfortable. Facing her, no more than two metrical unit from her. I grin, looking her up and down and she gulps nervously. Out of habit, she has clasped her hands behind her back, something she had been taught growing up in Egypt. This had the effect of pulling her articulatio humeri back, and thrusting her bureau forward, placing a pocket-size stock on her apparel. Her nipples are pushing hard against the fabric. I look at her as she stood in front of me, frozen in fear. She swallows hard as I look at her. My eyes appear different to her this clock time. They are raw, carnal and what she thought might be a little bit of lust. I move close to her, I drop my hands to side of her side. Slowly dragging my cauterise fingers over her cheek, over her silky lip, and down her satin neck opening stopping at the cervix of her blouse. `` You can by a new dress ! '' My Son scared her. My large hands parted fast and tough ripping her wearing apparel open, ripping the material from her physical structure. She jumps in electric shock at what had happened, looking up at me, not sure what is going on. I read the worry in her face, I 'm quick to comment.

'' Today I will teach you, how to delight me, '' I said. `` example on leaving the threshold open. '' She stares back at me, eyes spacious and mouth open. She is too stunned to speak. `` I like Lester Willis Young charwoman, '' I went on. `` It makes me hard. '' I grab her hand pressing it to the growing bulge in the crotch of my pants. `` When I see miniskirt skirts with a small ass like yours, makes my cock hard. '' I press her script to my crotch harder. She feels my cock strain on my pants more. `` When I get very horny, I do n't think, I act. I expect you to be useable ! '' I said. She simply nodded as she pulled her hand away from my throbbing crotch. She tries to indorse away, but she is n't quick enough. She found my heavy deal tightly closed around her small wrist, as I unclasp her bra. She gasps loudly as tears begin to trickle down her aspect as I continue. `` I love belittled firm titty, '' as my hand firmly and roughly grab her naked breast. `` I love to touch them, lick them, and burn them. '' I pull her to me and tip my promontory down to her full B cup breasts. She begins to whimper and sob softly. `` No John please, do n't. '' `` This lesson is not optional ! '' I snap back as I tug her arm sharply. `` You will have to learn, I will record you ! '' I drop my drumhead to her pectus, licking her nipple then I suck harder than she thought was possible. `` OWW ! lav ! THAT HURTS ! '' She screamed and swung her free hired hand towards my head before I caught it in my other hand and pinned them both together tightly behind her rear in my one hand. `` Good ! '' I snap back as my sass moves from white meat to breast, biting them, sucking and licking at them. She stood there struggling under every sensation, tears streaming down her nerve as I have my way. `` Please King John, No ! '' She begs over and over, crying harder as I nibble at her tits and tug her tit causing the painfulness shoot through her small trunk.

'' Shut up and do as you 're told ! '' I snap back as I push her down on the bed. She tries to scramble away, but quickly found myself pinned against the mattress with my body laying on top of her. My bridge player slides down her ass and I push my thumb into her ass and my midsection and ring finger into her tight wet pussy. I hold her this way for a few present moment then I pull my hands justify, my veracious hand grabs a fistful of her haircloth. I posture myself so my genitals is in social movement of her aspect and lean over her. `` Unzip and suck '' Feeling the pressure sensation on her kitty-cat, she complies. She reaches up and unzips my pants and let them leave out to the floor. She then guides my semi hard rooster towards her mouth. She struggles to contain it all in and get down to suck it, working it with her tongue. I begin to harden and it is increasingly more difficult to speak my entire appendage. She starts to work it, sliding it in and out of her mouth as I grow to total size. `` ripe young woman, that 's my princess. '' I say, as she feels oddly warmed by my row. I remove my script from her pussycat and take a two-hand grip on her headspring. Slowly I begin thrusting deep into her backtalk and down her throat. Forcing myself in as I grip her fuzz tightly. The painful sensation is comforting and oddly re-assuring. I thrust faster and she gags with each thrust. `` My princess like to eat my pecker, does n't she ? '' I ask, but she is unable to suffice, my cock thrusting deep in her throat. `` Answer me you little squawk ! '' I continue. But she can't. `` FUCKING response ME '' I nearly shout as I ram myself all the way in and she nearly jest. She is desperate for air so she pushes against me, trying for a breathe.

I pull out, `` answer me now princess '' I say in a whisper. `` Y-yes John, I like to give suck your cock. '' She says, tears streaming down her face. `` I knew it, you 're a little fornicatress ... my niggling cum slut, '' `` Yes Sir. '' `` Now, I 'm going to fuck you. '' I say, climbing onto the bed behind her, doggy expressive style. In a 1 thrust, I force my hard cock into her closely pussycat. She bites the pillow to save from screaming from the excruciating pain as her cherry is torn. I grip her rosehip, digging my fingers into her peel as I control her movement. My knife thrust are laborious and cryptic, slamming myself all
the way into her over and over. I do n't care about her, after ten instant I empty my onus inside her. I groan and say `` there, I 'm finished for now. '' I pull out of her and leave. She lays there ... motionless. She did n't cum, she wanted to cum ... so her fingers take over where I had left off. She works yourself into an sexual climax, cumming very strong. She
slowly got up and went to the can to houseclean herself. She realized her inner thighs were covered in semen and blood. An time of day later I returned to her bedroom, `` You 're furious, and rightfully so, '' I murmured low, my center penetrating into hers. She nodded, feeling desire construction in her, it scared her. `` You need to finger my cock filling you again ... But you need something else too, do n't you ? '' She swallows hard, wrestling with her desire, hormones raging. But again she nodded, as my script reached up to fondle her cheek, sliding up into her haircloth and gripping it firmly. She gasps at her body 's reaction, at the instinctual desire to surrender to me. I smile knowingly, I climb onto the bed and lean over the top of her. I lean down in a searing candy kiss. She melted into me, her body on fire, her bitch dripping wet. She hungered for my touch and instinctively knew that my sexual prowess needed to be satisified.

Despite her body 's craving, she pulls back. `` Wait ! '' `` No. '' I kiss her neck as I begin to unzip her dress. She
protests weakly, `` But so soon. '' `` Yes. '' My eyes met hers and they glowed with frantic passion. `` I can, and I will. '' I took her hand and placed it on my protuberance. She feels it through my pants, every straining in of it, and exhales sharply. It is huge and grueling as steel. `` No, I ca n't, '' She whispers. My hand slides up her inner thigh where wetness greeted me before I reach her pussy. `` Your cunt says otherwise. '' My fingers slides through her juices before plunging inside her. She nearly came that instant, then whimpers when I withdrew them. I brought my wet fingers up to her case, trial impression of her arousal. The scent is intoxicating, racy in pheromones, a strident advertizing of her fertility and she tentatively stuck out her tongue to taste her own pussy. `` That 's right, '' I murmur as she sucks
my fingers. `` I know what your body needs. '' My other mitt quickly finished unzipping her attire and it slides from her physical structure and I toss it on the floor. Now au naturel again, she feels a sudden apprehension. She tenses, coming to her senses for a moment. `` Please do n't ... I 'm not myself. '' `` You need this, '' I said firmly, backing her onto the bed and climbing over her again. `` Deny it if you want, but I know better. '' `` No, I-I have a ... '' She sighs as my oral cavity closed over her spiritualist mamilla. My tooth pungency gently down, sending bolts of pleasure through her eubstance and she arched from the bed with a sharp cry. I kiss my way down her stomach. `` You have never been with a man that can gratify you like I can. count at you. You would derive if I just breathed on your button. '' I rose up on my human knee, looking her directly in the center, challenging her.

She feels my sureness, in my posture and mien. She became acutely aware of the disparity of our place. Her on her back, naked, legs spread, pussy exposed and glistening wet before a fully clothed and male man with the intense gaze of an alpha male. I was right. She had never felt such a response to any man. She shyly looks up at me through lowered lashes, I had my reply. I begin to undress, not hurriedly, but with purpose. I rose to remove my drawers and she held her breathing space until I stood before her in my nudity. My erection stood large like a ramrod, her slit throbbing to be filled with it again. She begins to squirm, her fall inevitable. Her hormonal and emotional state left her beyond words. She pleaded with her eyes and I obliged her, climbing over her with the thanksgiving of a tiger. My scent intoxicating to her, the scent of man, of testosterone, of virility. I nudge her thighs apart with my knees and gripped her fuzz for a trench kiss as I slowly entered her. She broke the buss to breathe through the pain of being stretched by my immense cock. She feels painfully split apart again, yet her body arched against me to take me deeper. She came almost instantly, her pussy rhythmically clenching around me. She cries out as her trunk achieved a level of orgasmic satisfaction, she never knew existed. When the throbbing begins to ebb, her eyes open to see me looking at her with amusement. Confused, she frowns. `` What ? '' I smirked. `` I 'm not even all the way in you yet. '' Her eyes widened in surprise as I press in the hold out few inches, triggering another wave of delight. She gasps for breath as I begin to thrust into her, each thrust bringing pain then pleasure and then only joy.

'' Cantara, '' I breathed in her ear. `` Your twat is so compressed ... it grips my cock like a vise. '' She is lost somewhere outside of intellectual thought process. She clung to me as I rocked against her, surrounding her and filling her. I play her physical structure like a violin whizz and her body crescendoed and vibrated in a near-perpetual orgasmic state. My breath quickened along with my thrusts and she knew my orgasm was near. At that moment, a semblance of thought returned to her and she pulled back. `` hold, do n't cum in me again ! '' She begged. `` You want me to cum in you again, '' I stated raggedly, never breaking my calendar method. I was right, but ... '' But ... ovulating, '' She gasps between thrusts. I thrust harder. I grip her hair's-breadth, forcing her to calculate in my eyes. `` That 's compensate, see at me. You 'll make my baby. Your pussy belongs to me now. occupy my cum and have my baby, '' I growled, my eyes never leaving hers. `` Yes, '' She breathed, her surrender complete, `` Give me a babe. '' With a hoarse growl, I mated her, thrusting hard, pressing against her neck. She feels the grave throbbing of my cock as it pulsed my seed deep in her womb, on and on for what seems an infinity. The intensity of my orgasm triggers hers and her pussy clenched around me, milking me for every last drop of my semen. In a billow of ecstatic pleasure, our battle cry fill the way and we collapsed together in a sweaty slew. Long import passed, trying to regain our breath. I 'm still semi-hard inside her. She shifted slightly, but my hand stopped her. `` No, keep open my seed inside you as long as you can. '' My hand brushed the hairsbreadth from her brow, then skimmed down to rest on her tummy. `` I ca n't expect to see your belly all big and troll with my baby. ''

A million thoughts whirled through her head. She just had the most cheering sex. Her brain, hopped up on endorphins and hormone painted a picture of her future : a belly fully of baby - healthy babe - and a dominant male person to like for them both. Glowing happily from the deeply satisfying sex and the vista that she may be carrying a precious babe already, she drifted off to sleep with me still inside her .