<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Karra couldn't think, only feel. When Tom smacked her ass she jolted some. He had stopped playing with clit and breasts and felt his hands move to her hips. He began to pound her faster and fully, the pain rivaling the pleasure. She could barely breathe as the sensations overloaded her senses. She began to cry unknowingly, overwhelmed by the sensations Tom had caused.<br/><br/>She felt him swell once more and knew he would cum. He pulled out last second, his essence spilling onto her back. He pulled her to his chest and she could feel the cum between them. He apologized to her and she wished she wasn't crying. It had hurt, but it was also so very pleasurable. She liked the mix of pain with the wonderful tingling sensations he provided.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF8000"> "I love you, honey and you drive me totally crazy..." <br/></span></span><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"I love you, too," </span>she replied in between sniffles. She meant it too. She loved Tom more than anything. Even with the pain he brought her, she had been happy to accept. She loved him beyond anything on earth. Or where ever the fuck they were. She turned around in his embrace, wrapping her arms around him and laying her head on his chest. She was still crying, but not because of the pain, but rather because she had never thought she could trust again the amount she trusted Tom. He was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She hoped she could be everything he wanted and more.