Tessa remained silent. She liked this less than she liked the scene with Martine. But again she was foiled by her own physical response; like some brazen w***e, she was juicing between her legs.
“Miles said your passions for perversion were limitless,” Damien said, pressing his hand to her cunt. His expression was pure admiration. Tessa wondered now, if there had been any reason to be frightened of him at all—she could handle hard c***s and lust with little effort.
Bending her over the back of a chair, Damien spread wide her legs and pushed his c**k deep into her cunt. She squeezed down on him instinctively, and he groaned delighted. While snapping the baton against her naked bottom, he pummeled her cunt with sharp, quick thrusts, to which she moaned in reply—though not so loudly that t
