"Stacy paused, and then grabbed her bag from the sofa cushion near her,"Wash these for me, please?"She reluctantly handed Ella her bag. Almost like as...if she was embarrassed to be taking such liberties with my own generosity to let her use my personal slave like this."Yes, ma'am,"Ella submissively replied, and opened the bag a little to peer inside to see what it is she wants washing,"I'll go put these on the spin now."She started to walk to the kitchen where the washing machine is."Hold up,. Just that nagging desire for more, planted in the back of my mind. I lay in my bed that night and just couldn’t turn down the noise in my brain. Maybe he didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought? I replayed the scenes over and over in my mind, getting more worked up with every thought. I rubbed my hand casually over my body, thinking of his touch. With every pull and tug on my nipple, I thought of his mouth at my breasts, suckling and lapping at them. I made a few passes at my pussy. It was. The hardwood stairs had a carpetrunner starting in the center of the first step, then ran up two moresteps before it turned ninety degrees at the first landing and continuedto the top and down the hall of the next level. It took a final smallright turn at the end of the hall at the doors of the Master Suite whichlooked out over the living room. So as to not interrupt the sight lines,the second floor had a solid glass banister separating the stairs andhallway from the void, allowing a view. Lori screamed. "Don't move," she said after a few seconds. "Give me a minute." Ben was enjoying the intense pleasure her tight ass was giving him. Lori whispered in a low voice to go ahead. He forced his dick slowly in, inch by inch. Lori was gripping the pillow and moaning in pain, but not protesting. Ben finally felt his balls resting against her ass. Lori pushed her hand beneath them and realized he was all the way in. She did it she thought as the pain had subsided. She had taken that.