” “Say ‘Please’.” She must have known that was coming, but for some reason it made her sobbing increase. “Oh...god!” she whimpered, “P...ease put your cock...up my ass!” So I did. Everything about her was petite, so it took time and patience to get my cock fully buried in her passage. From the moment I entered her Carol began to writhe and arch her back as if she was expecting it to hurt terribly—and I think she was surprised when it didn’t, even when I had filled her up completely. And I know. 2 hours later of consecutive face-grinding, my mistress slowly got up with her legs shaking. She squatted over my face for me to clean up her cum around her thighs, then got dressed. As I sit up I notice that my couch cushion is indeed stained and saturated with her creamy cum, she laughs and tells me to send her pictures of me laying in her cum puddle the second she leaves. I could tell I would enjoy my new mistress. The next day, I'm sitting in my living room when I get a text from my. His comments to me standing in the driveway that night were not manipulating or placating. In two days after my meltdown, I had two new electronic devices that became a part of me whenever I was away from home with him on business. He created quite a fuss at the Headquarters building in Miami on my first official visit with him, being introduced as his Personal Advisor. There was little explanation except that he expected all his scheduling, meetings, and commitments to be validated through me.. ‘Faster, faster.’I continued to pump and jerk my hand up and down.‘Make him cum, I want to see him cum,’ she whispered again.It didn’t take me long, and with moans and a final groan of lust and relief I spurted cum into the air and on to my belly. I continued to spurt a few more times, squeezing my shaft with my fingers. She went to my basin and returned with a washer.‘Don’t mess on the sheets,’ she laughed and I took the washer from her and wiped my cum from my belly and chest.As she left she.