Carried along by the surging flood of blood, carnal need, drug-charged energy and wildly triumphant lust cresting within me I toss little Michelle bodily through eight feet of air and onto the center of the petal-strewn goose-down mattress. Behind us the clamor of acclamation has reached a frenzied pitch, reverberating around the spacious, high-ceilinged room until at last some considerate soul pulls the doors shut and latched behind us. Then as the uproar slowly recedes and the sadistic nuptial zeal burgeoning within me threatens to burst its bounds in a literal orgy of maniacal sissy f*****g, I grin salaciously at Michelle cowering and quaking on the black silk sheets and actually tear my clothes to shreds in my haste to get naked.
My cousin-c*m-slave-wife has never seen my fabulous bod
