And that wasn't even the problem. Once I squirt, it takes only little to make me come over and over again. Knowing my boyfriend, he would count every ...ingle one of them, instead of counting it as one big one. "I think she's about done, Mike. Maybe one more minute, looks like you were wrong." He silently laughed and I felt him turning his head to my ear again. Feeling his breath softly behind my ears gave me goosebumps."I do not allow you to come." He whispered, so that Kate wouldn't hear him.. In fact I want more from you than acceptance; I want you to embrace it.” “I will work on that. Maybe what’s got me rattled is this collar business. You intend to wear a collar like his slave and that it is like wearing his wedding band. Well what about my ring on your finger and yours on mine? Do they not count anymore?” “Of course they still matter, Jeff. You are my husband. I am your wife. Nothing changes in that area.” “But the power structure changes drastically, if your boyfriend – may. " All true, Katrina, and it seems to us that you're a lot happier for it." I am and I have to thank you for all that, Andrew, particularly for being the young man."She smiled up at him and touched her lips to his."Nice," he said quietly. "Is the young man allowed to put his arm round his girlfriend?"She nodded shyly and he pulled her gently to him."Am I really your girlfriend?" Yes, certainly as far as I'm concerned. What about you?"She bit her lip and then nodded. Andrew beamed with happiness. Together we began to softly moan with pleasure. I sat upright to assist him in driving his cock as deep as it could go. He lifted me slightly off of him and began rhythmically pumping my ass. I could tell he was close to cumming by the look on his face and after the orgasm I had just moments earlier I was sure it couldn’t cum again. I placed my hands on his thighs just behind me leaning back so that my cock could stand tall. He looked at my cock and grabbed hold and began to pump my cock shaft.