Kasia_Bunny Camgirl - I first saw her when I got home.

She was sobbing uncontrollably against her wall, her nipples hard and puckered. Her skirt was up around her waist and her body was covered in a shiny sheen of sweat. She looked like a young boxer, dressed in tight, low cut denim and a skimpy, see through bra. "Oh, Lord! What are you doing?" she cried. "Playing with me!" He asked sternly. "Mmmmm, Yes." She sat back against her she-bitch, hands back on her knees, her skirt pulled up so far her crotch was exposed. "Hmmm. You may pleasure me now." He pulled his cock out of her and threw her legs over the side of the bed. He slapped her ass cheek hard. The jerk shocked her, but she imitated the spank, moving back against the offending chair again. A fall of slick, wet hair cascaded down her back, her embarrassed body trembling on the bed. She whimpered and squirmed under his shoving and pinching. She couldn't believe he was really trying to remove her clothing.

She wanted to lose herself in him. She wanted to turn over and give herself to him, willingly. But she was determined to never give him the satisfaction of seeing her naked. "Take off your skirt and bra." Her hands reached back and pulled them down. She pushed them off her ajar body to the floor, then raised her skirt to her waist. She couldn't take the strain. She lifted her arms over her head and pulled her bra off with one quick, high fashion pull and yanked her skirt around her waist. She was black and covered in that stone cool way. The skirt slid up her hips and lifted her perfect breasts above her. Her nipples were hard and protruding from her bared white flesh. He didn't allow her to wear panties. He liked her to have to jiggle for him on the bed to find them. Her skin was thick and shining and the skirt was mere inches from her wet, naked pussy. He had a narrow waist and a very narrow back.

She wriggled when he thought she could just about manage to and he pushed her back onto the bed. She wriggled again when he thought she could and he pushed her forward again. Her panties were soaked, shredded, and hanging in the crotch were another set of black silk panties. She wriggled in the satin sheets and again when he thought she could not stand it anymore she pleaded with him to remove her clothes. He agreed, and she could hardly remember the last time a man did as she had just ordered. He moved to the other side of the bed, and she heard him moving behind her. The tip of his cock was pressed against her navel, just as she had asked. "Don't be such a wimpy." Came his stern voice. She started to agree, but he stopped her. She could tell he knew what she was thinking. "First things first, don't ever agree to something like this." He reminded her. "I'm well aware of that." He rasped. "I am very well aware." The grin spread over his face..