Give me your hand." I put out my hand, and she poured some lube in it."Now start stroking yourself, slowly, slave." I felt humiliated, asI'd never mas...urbated in front of anybody, even Sarah before. But I did as shesaid, powerless to defy her. I wrapped my hand around my cock and slowlystarted stroking it up and down, in a rhythm with what Sarah was doing to myass. Thesensations from the two most sensitive parts of my body were incredible. I feltmyself building to another orgasm, and Mistress. Forty-second cousin or thereabouts Marion had dropped Seb off at the station in Lafayette where he entered his roomette for the 34-hour journey to Tucson where he’d drive around midnight to his grandparent’s former ranch just out of Fountain Hills. Seb preferred train travel believing their smashes were usually less spectacular than those of aircraft. He also wrote undisturbed on trains. Once underway and when there was nothing of note to observe out the windows Seb pulled out the two books. Cupping my head and trembling with horniness he pleaded, “Suck me David, please, please David, suck my cock.”Pete beautiful uncut dick was quite average and it comfortably conquered my mouth. As he slowly fucked my face, his body shook as mumbles of contentment stammered from his lips. He had a heavenly look on his face, and his excitement was palpable. “Oh god, David, Jesus, ah, ah, aah,” he kept intoning over and over. I could tell he wouldn’t last too long and when he asked if he could cum. I had labored under the assumption that she was somewhat inexperienced and had just recently started to hear her tales that proved that incorrect. I based the misunderstanding on the fact that she had never been married at the age of thirty four and that she had never had a boyfriend for as long as six months.When we passed the sign with the arrow pointing up the stairs, Garden Of Eden Bar, Clothing Optionalshe immediately suggested that we go up. I had told her about the place but had never.