I turned it on and the device began buzzing…He dragged it from my trembling hand and licked the little thing.“You taste so good, my little married...bitch…” He whispered.He then gave the thing back to me, ordering to put it against my swollen clit. I had been extremely horny during the last days, since hubby had flown away from town and he had not fucked me properly lately.So, I had called him, my Black Master, to come and fuck me just as a slutty married bitch like me deserved.But my fucking. He was very proud to serve his nation and did anything he could to become a “perfect soldier”. This “perfect soldier” was 19 when he was shipped off to World War II. One of the places he fought at was Omaha Beach, as one of the first soldiers on the ground for the Normandy Invasion. He recounted stories of how he had grenades strapped to his body, so if he was shot he’d make a big “impression” so the next soldier would have some place to avoid enemy fire. Even at this, my grandfather did not. Still I tried to remain calm as everybody else was pretty much dancing the same way. I put it down to the song and grabbed another beer. When I returned a few seconds later the guy was behind my wife grinding his groin into her arse as she bent forward slightly, encouraging him. His hands were still on her waist but they soon started moving up the sides of her body. I watched on expecting my wife to move away or at least slap his hands, but as she did neither, my mouth went dry and he cupped. Your groaning excites you beyond control. Your tense body shakes in anticipation.’ ‘You can no longer hold back. You can no longer control your passion, your arousal, your desire.’ ‘You take take a deep breath, and as you release it … you explode.’ ‘You moan loudly as you breath out … your juices flowing from you.’ ‘You clitoris tingles as you orgasm.’ ‘You scream ‘Roman’ as you orgasm.’ ‘You scream ‘Master’ as you orgasm.’ ‘You scream ‘oow Master ooh’ as you orgasm.’ ‘You scream ‘mmm Master.