A few naughty thoughts began to crawl around Kate's mind, the dark part of it that was usually dominant, but was taking a backstage role... or had been. She had "submitted", sure. And it had been very nice, almost liberating when she had. She'd gotten what she had needed. But just because she had submitted didn't mean she had to be submissive.<br/><br/>She leaned down, gently sinking her teeth into Abby's shoulder before picking up the pace, her rigid girlcock no longer just sliding through the more comfortable areas of Abby's pussy. No; she was pushing harder now, going deeper, driving herself as far as she could go to savor the tight, squeezing depths of the punk chick's cunt. "Do you like this, Abigail? Do you like... my cock... inside you? Do you?" she whispered, accenting each cluster of verbiage with a deep pump.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>