"I got back up on my knees, but didn't retrieve the foot I'd been massaging. "You sound just like my master when you say that, m'Lord." Perhaps then i...'s time for you to learn how to properly listen to others more attentively, slut?" I nodded in agreement. What else was I going to do? Deny the need to learn to focus? I smiled quietly at that thought."Slut."I heard the stern, monotone warning in your voice. "I'm sorry, m'Lord." Oops, already I was losing focus. "Did you say something?" No, but. “Um, I, I’m going to go use the bathroom.” I said, hopping out of the pool. As I walked in the house, I peeked back out him out the window, he was wrapping himself in a towel; he was concealing his erection. The thought of him getting a hard on from me turned me on. What is wrong with me? I have a boyfriend, and Kevin is my best friend. I can’t possible be turned on by him. But I was, I starred at my palms, remembering the feeling of his cock in my hands, it was a lot larger then I thought, it. I had told Karen a hundred times that we needed to economize a little in our private lives for a few years. Every dollar invested in new equipment would come back tenfold in equipment rentals. Karen preferred instant gratification, flying first class and getting a massage at the club.Karen was pretty good about allowing me access to the Children. Cheryl 7 and David 5 were at my house every other weekend and I took them out to eat usually one night a week. Not what I wanted but my attorney. She had an orgasm, and I understood that she had very sensible breasts; so as she awoke, I milked her hooters and in a few instants she had an orgasm. I didn’t stop milking and massaging, and so she had orgasm over orgasm, till she whispered: „Please, no more, please, I can’t take any more.“ She sank in my arms and had a rest. „What are you doing with me,“ she murmured, „I am so happy and so horny“.Because she was teaching gymnastics, I bade her to show me some exercises. She smiled and said:.