Like A Virgin

He walked her through the door, all the time rubbing his hand on her firm body. She took a few steps inside and then stopped, seemingly satisfied with her position. He quickly got comfortable on the ground. She looked at him, and he could tell she was finally ready. He ever so gently felt her breasts...

Then, he milked her.

Her muscles ached from running but she couldn't stop now.
Whenever she considered leaving him she reminded herself that he had her best interest at heart despite the abuse.
Then she heard his voice and cringed
"Pick up the pace slowpoke. And after that you have 150 squats to do, and I want to see that ass touch the floor!"