She was like a fish in water now.   The only thing that surprised him was how unsurprised he really was.  He'd known this woman would make a great toy.  He continued to pull at her as she continued to push on in spite of him!  She was actually fighting for a taste for him.  That, as much as anything, started to bring the rolling surge begin to perkilate from where her lips touched him.<br/><br/>His plan changed again.  He started slapping her on the cheek.  He was tempted to knock her off entirely, but the same emotions that had come up with the idea in the first place had decided not to allow such a course of action and he kept tapping her roughly on the cheek.  "Keep going, little whore."  he said, trying to distract her... make her cry... anything but do the exact thing he'd asked her to do.  "You do this and you'll stop being the 'good girl' your parents always wanted.   You'll be filthy street trash."