His own hand had reached a fevered pace on his own tool. He was masturbating right there before her. Pleasuring his lovely cock as he worshipped this ...exy boy-girl in front of him. This fantasy of his, something of which he had never spoken, was coming true. He could feel his wedding ring glide over the underside of his shaft. At this moment, none of that meant anything. He was hungry and full of lust. He beat hard on his dick, almost punishing himself for the fact that he loved her little. She was wearing a brown top that tied on the sides, and a flowery gypsy skirt, one he had specifically requested she wear. ‘Hey you,’ she said pleasantly, but somewhat stiffly. Leaning in, she gave him a hug, then a quick peck on the lips. ‘Come on, we have to hurry.’ Jay was surprised at how distracted she seemed. ‘Wait,’ he said, capturing her by her shoulder and pulling her back against his chest. He lowered his face to hers, covering her mouth with his softly. Her lips parted invitingly,. ’ Mike obeyed. ‘Now undress me and pleasure me.’ Mike began to undress his now new mistress, kissing and caressing her sexy body as he undressed her. Jemma lied down on the bed and ordered Mike to lick her out and Mike obeyed, completely under Jemma’s hypnotic spell. He slid his tongue slowly into her wet pussy, swirling it around inside her, making her groan hard. ‘Good boy. Now lye down for me.’ Mike lay down on the bed for Jemma, obeying completely now. Jemma griped his cock and sucked it. Barb tried to smile but only looked as she was, a freshly fucked woman. "Thank you Master."I lead her gently to her doorway and helped her trembling hands open it. Pressing her forwards into her apartment, I smiled gently and said, "Still feel like your too old for me Barb?"We had sex twice more (once in my bed and the next in my old fashioned iron tub) that same week when I found a note beneath my door.Dear MasterI am dearly sorry but I am unable to meet you any longer. Idon't know how it.