I felt my anger thrust into my cock and I let it take over. I laid back and felt the rawness of the deep green pad and I shut my eyes. My excursion to my safe place was interrupted by an easy resonating sound that slashed through the calmness and bolted me upright. “Are you ok? Silly Ash I love you. “I guess I should untie you,” I whispered over the rawness of my throat. She looked at me and with the gentlest of ways she placed her hand on my left cheek and said, “Hate you? Fuck me as hard as you want to, please.”
I sat back against the locker and tried to understand, “You want me to…to…rape you?” My voice was barely a whisper. The warmth of her mouth and the ballet of her tongue adorned my shaft with waves of admiration. I made my way to the front of her and sat just out of reach.
