Instead of cries for mercy I was now emitting grunts of lust and thrusting my hips forward to meet the whip. A massive climax was building and Lorenzo...could see it coming, but he had all along decided that the only way this wench was going to orgasm was impaled on his hard cock. I was shocked when he put the whip down, almost begging for more but he knew he had to shock me out of my present state and so placing a straight back chair near the edge of the stage and untying me, he bent me over. She moaned and shuddered."Oh god..Master.." she whimpered, knowing what I was going to do now."Shhh,..cock slut, soon you'll be begging for this too.." I held her hips steady and pressed my slick cock head against her tight littleasshole. It tried to slip and then she wriggled her ass and it poppedright in. Just the head and she groaned."mmmph..god Master.." she moaned.That was all I needed, I pushed in slow, gliding into her tight trainedass. She shuddered and whimpered, I reached down. There was a natural lookout with a bench on which I loved to sit. It overlooked the tidal reach of the river and was the perfect vantage point. I had to navigate a detour and then a small climb to get there. A hidden secret spot which I thought of as my own. I was invisible, at least it seemed that way, it was my secret but another thought so as well. I sat engrossed, watching the cormorant fishing below me in the slightly damp mist - watching him twist the just-caught flatfish to the point. She has the greatest skin, great body and the prettiest smile I have ever seen. She has one hidden jewel that she only lets me see and that is her pretty pussy and extra sensitive clit. I swear she has the most delicious, tightest and beautiful pussy I have ever tasted. My wife and I have been together for a long time. We are still in love. She I don't think has ever cheated on me. I admit I often think of her being with another man secretly for a quick fuck. And if she did that's fine. I just.