Immediately Slut-boy began sobbing again, undoubtedly anticipating another maddeningly inflicted and sustained attack. Naturally I’d have been delighted to oblige him in this, but for the moment I just didn’t have it in me yet. This time when I lubed up, knelt between his legs and slid my long hard c**k up his ass I was forced to f**k him at a more restrained, deliberate pace – at least at first.
One advantage of this was that I was able to keep slapping his ass and hip as I f****d him, and I had the breath to spare to keep up a constant stream of vilely denigrating talk. Degrading him as he craved was enjoyable for me too, and so our second f*****g began well and ended wonderfully – especially for me.
