They both were moaning into each other’s sex with every vibrant move causing louder screams of joy. With every move of Bernie’s slick, wet tongue;...Kelly was getting closer to her orgasm making her plead and shout for not stopping and keep doing her. Every moan packed with pleasure was propelling Kelly forward and Bernie onwards. His cock was so hard and his erection was so stiff with utter intensity, causing him the fear that it might break but he was not going to allow himself to fuck his. She cried out then and ground her hips against me."Yes," she cried, "I want you to fuck me hard!"I was already in that mindset and started to thrust within her, driving my cock as deep as possible each time we ground together. She was already so excited that within seconds she was mewing out her first orgasm of the night, her pussy convulsing on my cock. I had no stamina, whatsoever, having imagined this so many times that being with her pushed me quickly to my own orgasm. Within two minutes. I told her that was good and she could start breakfast now; we would deal with her punishment later. It wasn’t long before my servant came back to the office door to let me know breakfast was ready. She was now wearing the black thong that she had on earlier. I walked into the kitchen and Tiff was already eating in the den. I fixed my plate of scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and biscuits and told the slave she could fix her plate now as well. We all ate in the den while watching an episode of. “It pays not to have a patient under any illusions,” I chuckled, making her smile grow a little wider.“Yes, though my Uncle was already aware of what it is a Cure does ... or needs to do.”“I was surprised to see you without the...” I began, gesturing with my hands.“The mantle is only worn outdoors and is to prevent a female being interfered with by predatory males,” she replied.“You have many of those?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.“Not anymore, but tradition is a total bitch in social mores.