"Karen really did not need to encourage Cindy to beg, she was begging allon her own. Brad was a master cocksman and he knew how to make a sissybitch b...g for the cock. He liked hearing her beg and so it was fun for himto taunt and torment the little sissy making her squirm and plead for hishard cock.Karen captured it all on video and wanted it in case she needed it laterto blackmail Cindy or just to humiliate her. In either case, it was forher own good and would be used just for that purpose.. And Y2K is worse. I don't know why, but it's worse this year."I smiled at him. He certainly wasn't one of my problems. Well, maybe he was, because he's getting older, too,and he's older than I am. I'm forty-two. He's fifty. Or will be next month. So, yes, he was a problem. Works too hard, plays too little, getting around to heart attack time. But he's cheerful, and fun, and he still says I'm beautiful. I love him."Dear old Martha," he said, smiling that "I care about you" smile he has. I know. I waste no time, and press up against the berry of your ass with my cock’s swollen head. I again slide two of the fingers of my right hand into your now empty but sopping pussy, gather your juices on them, and then place them into your mouth. I want you to taste yourself, to savor how excited you are by our mating. I order you to suck my fingers, swirl your tongue around them while I fuck you, just as your tongue will later by swirling around my cock. I now slowly but powerfully push my way. I was as hard as a rock. I told her to follow me upstairs, she did and when we got to the bedroom I sat her on the edge of the bed, parted her large chubby thighs and began to lick the outside of her flaps, continuing to finger her wet box. She said she was going to feel like she did before, in other words she was coming, I licked her clit to another easy orgasm.I stood up and she stroked my cock thru my pants, I told her to undress me, she opened my pants and pulled them down, I told her to.