#344959 - I awoke for my host lust level was very high, I saw who had triggered his lust, I became aware of his fantasy, he wanted her but would do nothing about it, his way was too slow so I took her despite the struggle she put up, there was no hot passionate kisses, no caresses to excite us, no soft words of sweetness in praise of her beauty and splendid figure, it was lust in the raw essence, I am not my host, I am not the romantic. I hadn't expected it but the bitch was enjoying herself, she was moaning softly with pleasure, so I started to work my muscles as she was working hers, between her contractions my member would throb, so it was that we sail our ship of pleasure until we found ourselves one the shores of orgasm.