Coleman. You have my word," I nodded. "No one but us knows about any of this?" she added. "No one, Mrs. Coleman," I smiled, hoping I was right about w...at she was thinking. She rested her head against the door, and banged it symbolically. "Oh, what the hell," she smiled, turning to face me. "Still interested?" "Yes, Mrs. Coleman," I grinned. "Good," she giggled, unbuttoning her blouse again, and stepping closer. "Now get those shorts off, and STOP calling me Mrs. Coleman. It's Emma, or whatever. .He pulled out and whipped the condom off himself, perfect timing I though as I too was on the verge of cumming. We both nealt over her wanking and virtually at the same time we both squirted our hot cum all over her tits and chin. We both collapsed in a heap next to her tying to find our breath. When everything was calm and drink’s in our hand we talked as if what had just happened was an every day thing. My wife kept her mask on all the time whilst Dave was with us. I she said to feel. Luther suggested coming home with him, or getting a hotel room, but she nixed that idea. Sadie’s landlady was strict about guests, so their dates usually ended with a make-out session on the front porch swing.Independence Day was approaching. Luther said something to Sadie about going to the fireworks together, but she said she couldn’t go. Too noisy and too many people. She would be busing home for the weekend.“Could I drive you?” Luther asked.“What? You drive me home?” Sadie asked. “Oh, no,. As long as my mission allows me to, I will happily perform any order with my best effort with no hesitation." But there are thing that you would like me not to order you to do?" My preference does not matter here and I would be happy to perform whatever you ask of me. I must admit that I am a bit afraid of what you could do to me, but if you give me an order I would without a doubt be happy to follow it."I nodded and thought that I probably figured out what had happened. Someone had used some.