” “Pound her coach.” “Give her your cum!” “Fill ‘er up coach.” Each phrase was my command. I thrust and pumped. More cum flowed, a see...ingly endless supply.I gasped, frozen with my cock twitching in her pussy. It wasn’t deflating, spent and exhausted, but still stiff enough to remain deep. I felt my youth coming back, a new energy siphoned from her that kept me aroused. I knew I couldn’t go another round, but I also knew my cock was thriving. Looking at my work, the pinkish cream outlined her. "Ok Master, you only ever spank me when I deserve it and always you inflame my passion by the way you make me anticipate the spanking and then send me even higher when you deliver it. Always the way you apply the pain and mix it with the definite pleasure of your exploring fingers sends my mind into turmoil!" Andrea confessed.By now Jay was stood beside Andrea, when he ordered her to lie on the bed and open her legs as wide as she could. Andrea half hoped for and half expected at least two more. ‘Me’ having not gone down at that stage.“Mmmm - I’d forgotten the staying power of young lovers,” Was all she said.***We made love three times that night before I went down and she really couldn’t raise the dead. So we slept.When I woke the next morning it was to the smiling face of a lady who was still wrapped around me and cuddling in my arms. I knew then that those who had said it was the best way to wake up were right. The ‘quicky’ that followed and got rid of my morning ‘wood’ confirmed. "She prods me, "And why the fuck are you still standing in the cornerwith your hands on your head? There's no one here."I blink, thinking of the possibility of cctv camera's, or an unexpectedreturn, but say nothing trying to ignore her.With a nasty smirk she reaches out and tickles my armpit, her nailsbrushing my sensitive skin through the silk of the blouse, making metwitch, giggle and eventually break position, "Stop it, stop it youbitch!"She just sniggers and makes to attack me again, when.