<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xavier Diaz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom 1<br/><strong>With:</strong>Leda<br/><br/>The sight of Leda's tongue hanging out of her mouth the stimulate Xavier's tip was more than enough to please him. The head of his cock slid across her extended wetness, treating Leda as if her body was his toy, and, as it seemed, she had no objections to it. He enjoyed the soft constriction of her tits around his base, causing him to thrust his hips with more vigor through her cleavage. Xavier bit his lip when Leda's lips took in his head once more.<br/><br/>As much as Xavier was enjoying himself, something felt off. He noticed Leda's mind wandering, and it bothered him. Yes, she was allowing him to use her body, but he felt that he should be given her mind as well.<br/><br/>Xavier's cock still pushed through Leda's tits and mouth, when his hands suddenly let go of her torso, moving to her head. Without warning, he forced her down onto his meat to the point where it would gag here. He held her for a brief moment with her mouth full of his cock before pulling her off, and tilting her head back with drool stinging her lips to his manhood. His dark eyes looked down at hers. "You seem to have another agenda, princess. I thought you were to be my slut?"<br/><br/>Being rather forceful, Xavier pushed Leda back so that she would be lying on the floor. Not giving her much time to react, he crawled over her. One hand kept her pinned down by her neck as the other held out her left leg, positioning hims hips between her thighs, the base of his long cock rubbing against her clit as he held her in the uncomfortable position. "Could it have something to with what happened when I was gone?" There was a look of anger in Xavier's eyes. Leda's drifting thoughts were innocent, but he was just looking for an excuse to have her as he wanted. To ask her what he really wanted to know since they had admitted their fouls.<br/>'<br/>"Tell me. How did this Matt fuck you?" Xavier questioned, his hand moving from her throat to the side of the face. "If you are truly my slut, then I shall have to discipline you until you learn not to stray." As he spoke, his hips backed up, his girth sliding backwards against her clit until the head was right up against her entrance. He wasn't aware of her soreness, but if she had told him about it, there was no doubt he'd make sure to add to it.