Right then I knew what I would be finishing off my breakfast devouring. I love my wife, I thought to myself. I hand her my glass, as she places a bis...uit on my plate and say, “Grab me a refill of milk for me, please my slave. And take off that top of yours while you’re at it too.” “Of course, Master.” She says, as she turns around and unties the small string holding her top in place; walking toward the fridge for the refill of milk at the same time. Once the glass is full once again she turns. Gently spreading her legs I plant wet and warm kisses up the inside of each leg until I reach where they meet.The scent of her womanhood is overwhelming causing my honey to flow out of me and form a rivulet that drips on my woman. The first signs of her waking is evident as her smiling eyes half open and see the woman she loves. A smile breaks across her face as I place two thumbs on the inside of her outer lips and gently part the entrance to my love's treasure mine. Quickly, I feel the lips. He waved to a door on the left."Leave your clothes with Lyssa, she'll keep them till you leave."I went into the small room and found said Lyssa, an old woman with short red hair, smoking a cigarette she held between her wrinkled, yellow fingers. I undressed and stacked my clothes in front of her. She glanced at my half-erect cock and smiled knowingly.The guard led me to the large door at the end of the hallway."Welcome to the realm of pleasure, little man," he said with a smile, turned a key in. She was fucking me by riding me cowgirl-style, whereas she diddled David by cheating on or dumping him (or both).Then I saw him. David fucking Schuyler, bound to a chair in the school clinic, forced to watch his girlfriend get it on with another fellow. Amber turned around and winked at her beau, even as he strained against his bonds. She even blew him a kiss while she kept bouncing up and down on my pole. It felt incredible to know that I planted horns on him, the jerk who sucker punched me..