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She slid her skirt and panties down, letting them drop. She stood naked and feeling very vulnerable before him as he rubbed his hands up and down his zipper.
    â€œKneel,” he said. And she did.
    â€œSee this?” he pointed to his hardness behind the closed fly.
    â€œYes,” she replied in an innocent voice. She licked her lips in anticipation, surprised to find her mouth salivating to taste him.
    â€œTake it out and suck on it!” he commanded.
    She crawled over to him, opened his belt, and undid his zipper, staring up into his dark gaze that seemed to hold her with such presence and power. Feeling his hardness inside, she reached down into his shorts and stroked his maleness.His erection flew up in total freedom, and what a fabulous specimen he was.
    â€œSuck on it!” he yelled.
    She slid her wet lips over his throbbing head as it disappeared with force deep into her mouth. He moaned as she sucked it, in and out, his hands yanking her hair, pulling her head toward him hard, forcing her to comply with the rhythm he demanded. She felt torn and confused by her strong desire to please him, in spite of his offensive behavior. He was so big she almost choked, but she loved the sensation and the feelings that were building up inside of her . . . burning wetness, longing to feel him as she strained and fought to breathe. Finally, he backed away, dropping out of her mouth as she gasped for a deep breath of fresh air.
    â€œThat’s enough! I’m going to fuck the hell out of you now!” he growled as he pulled her up and pushed her over the chair. She waited there as he put on protection, awkwardly bent over and panting. She was feeling a bit degraded, but thrilled and anxious to be so furiously fucked by him at the same time. She squealed as he smacked her ass again, then slid deep inside. She moaned as his manhood filled her emptiness, which ached for him. He slowly pumped into her, then went harder and deeper, raging with fury, her body reacting to each and every invasion with a rush of pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building as he reached around and rubbed her sex hard. He pounded and thrusted until they finally exploded together. Breathless once again, her body quivered.
    He withdrew, pulled her up, and spun her around, seizing her tightly.
    â€œThat was amazing, baby.”
    She felt somewhat humiliated and totally exhausted.
    â€œYou now belong to me.”
    She felt good about the way he made her feel sexually, but she liked her freedom. For a split second, she felt torn between desire and freedom.
    â€œWait, what do you mean, I belong to you?”
    â€œMy dear, you are now mine.”
    â€œOh no, I’m not! I don’t belong to anybody. I told you on the phone.”
    He looked like she had slapped him. “Excuse me?” He looked threateningly into her eyes.
    â€œI do not belong to anyone! Not now, not ever!” she announced.
    â€œBut baby, you just let me have you. You let me fuck you! Doesn’t that mean anything to you? You really mean we are done?”
    â€œYes, it meant we had a moment of passion and that’s it! If you want control, I suggest you control yourself and kindly remove yourself from my home!” she replied in exasperation, still confused by these twisted feelings she had for him.
    He shook his head back and forth, eyeing her while he threw his clothes back on. On the way out the door, he looked back at her. “Does this also mean you’re really not taking golf lessons with me anymore?” She felt a surge of confidence fill her as she replied, “You got it, pal! I’m all done, golf lessons and all.” She shoved him out the door and yelled after him, “Grab those damn clubs too. I’m returning everything right now! It’s over!” Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would jump out of her chest.
    He left in a hurry, loading the clubs back into his car while mumbling to