To me, what him and I did last night was not simply an act of sex, but an act of love. Any sexual acts with David were acts of love. In my heart, I ho...ed it was the same for him too. His lips left mine and he picked me up and layed me on the bed. "I'm going to go make some poptarts, would you like some?" He smiled warmly at me, knowing that it was my favorite thing to eat in the morning. "Yes please!" I smiled enthusiasticly. He strolled off towards the kitchen, and I watched the muscles on his. One thing that was constant though, no matter what channel I changed to was that no one had a fucking clue as to what was going on. Finally, after hours of watching TV I realized I had to pee. I gulped and went back to the bathroom and pulled down my boxers. I closed my eyes when I saw my cock had gone missing. I new it...I could feel it was gone before this, but until I looked it was still there in my mind. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the boxers which were pooled around my ankles. . He was at least a foot and a have taller than Andrea. She immediately said why don't you go get Mark ( his name ) and me something to drink . I said OK. Mark said as I turned to go back into the kitchen that he would like a bottle water. I fixed Andrea her favorite mixed drink and got Mark a water. They were setting together on the couch when I came back. Andrea's legs were crossed so I couldn't see anything. After handing them the drinks I told Mark thank you for coming to visit my wife. He. The sight of her nipples drew a sharp intake of breath from her servant. The noblewoman strode across the room to the foot of the bed, bent forward at the waist, and rested her forearms on the bed. She was a sight to behold; long, shapely legs, rising to the smooth skin of her plump ass, with the beautiful focal point of the full lips of her slit. She said, "My flesh is weak, I want you to slap my ass until I no longer have lustful thoughts. As you slap me, I will recite the images I will no.