.."My wife's words were driving me crazy, and I jacked off. I knew I would cum soon. But Brad had other plans. He twisted and played with my wife's wi...ling body again like she was a rag doll until he was sitting on the bed and she was squatting right above his giant spear-cock. The thing is, he was not aiming it at her pussy! Brad slowly lowered my wife's ass on his cock...Jen emitted first a loud shriek when he busted her cherry ass, then a guttural a****l growl while Brad lowered her on his. After a few minutes would hear Master’s voice telling me I did good and going over again how I would get horny and wet from His touch and voice and rely on Him for everything and was telling me that my body will learn to respond to His every need and will come when He comes in me or if He tells me to. Hearing Master’s voice all day was so comforting I would feel myself floating away in the pleasure. When Master would come home from work He would take me off of the machine and help me wash up.. Gently, so as not to wake her, the twenty-something year-old master bent awkwardly forward and placed a gentle kiss directly upon her anus.Caesar liked her like this, unknowning of his visual enjoyment. It sparked a voyeuristic mood in him. At his commands, his Slave would masturbate and give him a wonderful sight to behold. Yet when she did not know that he was watching it seemed nasty, and created a new enjoyment inside him. Again a kiss, longer, lingering upon the hard muscle long enough to. And these few simple words have an immediate, palpable effect on my body. My clit began to throb before you completed that first sentence. My pussy quivers, glistening an so drooling so soon. I can barely form words when you talk to me like that. You know how to make me so fucking shy. Delighting in it. Add to that my mounting orgasm and I’m a non-verbal, moaning mess. Lucky for me, you’re perfectly content to hear nothing but those inarticulate melodies as I come for you, writhing in between.