He stood about a foot behind her as he tugged at his belt and unbuttoned his waistband.  The loose fitting pants fell freely to the floor and he easily stepped out of them. He simply lifted his feet and  stood there, barefooted and commando.<br/><br/>Wasting no time, he reached forward and secured a handfull of her shiny dark hair. Yanking hard, he pulled her head backwards and leaned in to her ear.  “Get your ass over to the end of the couch and bend over. I’m gonna make you my bitch.” She hesitated and tried to cover herself much to Jack’s displeasure. “I   said<i><u>MOVE</u></i>dammit!!”<br/>To step up the game, he had kept the wide leather belt in his hand.  When she had assumed the position he thwacked the side of her thigh smartly with the now doubled  leather.  Using his foot to kick the inside of her ankles he barked instructions : “<b><i>Spread ‘em!</i></b>” he said forcefully.<br/><br/>He let go of her hair and cupped his fingers to his mouth. After swishing his tongue and pooling a good amount of saliva, he then spat into his hand. He reached out to the split-tail that he was about to skewer and slapped his spit on her pussy and worked it into her crevice. He spat some more and lubed his full length and girth in preparation. Then,  placing a hand on each side of her at the flare of her hips he bent his knees slightly and inched the head of his cock forward/upward until he felt her warm wet lips part slightly. Confident of his alignment, he gave a mightly thrust. It was a combination of straightening his knees and thrusting his hips.<br/>Neither of them were quite slippery enough for full penetration. The collective effect of their dryness, Lisa’s tight hole and Jack’s large member stopped  the motion at about half stroke causing both of them pain. Jack grimaced as Lisa squealed. His backstroke suctioned her juices to her opening and aided with the second stroke. It too brought discomfort but was less than before. The third time was the charm. He was buried to the hilt in the sheath of her delicious flesh.<br/><br/>Jack couldn’t contain the lustful sigh that escaped him. Then he groaned sensually: “There now. That’s daddy’s girl. Mmmm...” His motion paused briefly.<br/><br/>Lisa couldn’t see it, but there was a blissful grin on Jack’s face as he stood there with eyes closed, feeling the warmth of her inner walls.<br/><br/>A short second or two later, Jack began to punish her pussy with his rod as he pushed violently inside her. Trying to go deeper each time.<br/><br/>Using the strap, he again flogged her thigh.  Like a rider trying to get maximum performance from a horse, he let the pain do his bidding.<br/><br/>“Come on Lisa. Fuck me girl !”