..Rich!”I then felt her sweet juice flow over my mouth and face. I took what I could in my mouth. She moved down and lay on top of me. We shared a d...ep, gentle kiss, sharing what I realized were our juices.“Rich, now I want you to fuck me from behind and hard.”Her pussy was still wet and she told me to push my cock in all the way. When I did that, she started bucking against me as hard as she could, while at the same time reaching back and rubbing her clit as I caressed her breasts and. Jessica had to shift the glass she was holding to her left hand before reaching out to shake his. She was nervous and just a little awkward. Arturo watched as she did so, not missing the line of condensation streaming down the side of her cup and dripping to the skin on the back of her hand. He watched it crawl and dissipate. He did not shake her hand. He let his dark eyes lazily drift around the room as he spoke. “Maybe you should have lied.” His accent was heavy, a sure sign. It was best that. “Come on, you two,” she ordered and grabbed both of us, a penis in each hand, “follow me.”What else would we do? My wife pulled us both along behind her as she moved us towards the wide steps that were moulded into the end of the pool.“Sit down there.” she commanded, leading me to the place she wanted me by my cock.I sat down on one of the steps, my legs still in the water. Julie stood facing me, then bent forwards at the hips, leaning her arms on my shoulders and hooked her hands around my. It pleases me to make her happy by treating her as a slave; beloved, cherished, but still, a slave.” I paused, to let Yelka translate that, then went on, “There is much that people would find strange about us. Just know that I love her, and all I do – however odd it may seem – is for love of her, and a desire to satisfy her needs.”Yelka translated that, but spoke rather longer than I would expect. I looked my question at her. “Papa Jerry, I just added that Mama Sally would happily explain.