My legs slip off His shoulders and He tells me to get on my knees in front of the couch and lay my chest on the cushions. As soon as I do as I’m tol... Master slams back inside my pussy. Smacking my ass, one cheek and then the other. Alternating back and forth. Smacking and fucking me harder and harder. He pulls me up so my back is against His chest. I feel one hand close around my throat, squeezing a little bit and the other around my stomach holding me tight. Whispering how close He is to. I wondered how long it had been since his last shag.I hoped I knew when his next one would be. In about an hour if I had my way....Jack came over about 45 minutes after Mark left.I was getting more nervous as the minutes ticked by.But I was also getting more excited.More horny,and wetter.I had changed into my sexiest lingerie,but covered up with an old housecoat.Safe enough if anyone else happened to call.But it was Jack who called to the house.I let him in,giving him a hug as usual.Maybe a bit. No, wait. A different bromide — a long shot is better than no shot. That’s the one.Felicity and I compared notes.I said, “Okay, Eric Roberts. What do we know about him?” I held up my hand, “Not the biographical stuff — the researchers will be all over that. But the man, the man himself.”“Native Californian — fourth generation. Intelligent.”I said, “Maybe even brilliant.”“Probably. Nice looking. Not movie star, but nice. Let’s see ... one thing that struck me ... look at how many private clubs. It was the first hot day of the year, we had just opened our pool and invited her& Davy to come over. She was wearing a light blue bikini, and it was clear she had outgrown it. The top was stretched to the point where you could just faintly see her little nipples, and the bottom was like a second skin. It formed a pretty tight bond to her 17 year old hips, and every time she'd take more than five steps she'd have to readjust because they'd slowly inch between her cheeks. The water was really.