Shelton knew he had let his emotions get the better of him. That one savage plunge into her helpless body was something he had not planned to do. He had wanted to take it easy... by stages... and bring her to a mewling chant of desire where she would beg.
Beg... beg! He feared he had injured her; he knew he had hurt her. She was tight... so terribly tight for a woman her size. Once, a few years ago, he had had s****l intercourse with an eighteen year old virgin daughter of a client. Even that hadn't been as tight as this cunt. He wanted now to kiss her tears away, to beg her forgiveness... but instinct warned him against this. He glanced down at his chest and saw the skin torn beneath the hair... two long furrows left by her desperately digging fingernails. Odd, he thought, it hadn't hurt
