I lay on the bed and sighed, then shrugged. Pulling the sheets down, I slipped off my shoes and pants and dress shirt, and went to bed in my underwear...and socks, and tried not to think of Carla.It took a fair while to nod off.I was muzzily awakening from an already-forgotten dream. I'd been dozing on and off for a few hours, but this wasn't the usual 'no, we don't want to sleep right now' of my body staying awake.I listened, wondering what roused me. After a few moments, I was patience and. ‘Not yet. I want you to cum for me. Cum for me now my pet,’ He says to me. As soon as Master spoke those words ‘cum for me’ I explode all over. Pushing His hand away, I squirt all over Him. My cum gushing out of my pussy, my back arched and legs shaking. Before I’m done Master shoves His cock inside me and triggers another orgasm. My pussy squeezing Masters cock as He starts to thrust in and out. Lifting my legs and placing them on His shoulders, He starts pounding my pussy hard and fast. Over. We headed back to the ranch.Dad headed straight for where the main bustle of activity was in our camp but I headed for the barn. If Liz said an hour, she meant an hour. She was already in Jingo's stall and was wrestling with his saddle. I reached around her and took it. I'd no more than flung it up to rest on the stall wall than Liz was in my arms and kissing me."You're here. I knew you'd be here. I'm back within an hour. Fuck me, Brian!" Oh, Liz," I said. I pulled her shirt out of her pants. But we were loyal, at least, physically loyal. The an unfortunate happenstance caused us to forgo our ‘outings.’ We were forced to limit ourselves to the local office grounds. But one day when we had a date planned, and we both needed it very much (the mental alleviation we each felt at sharing these few moments was monumentally heart-warming, it was nearly like our physical frustrations and, well, to put it bluntly, our horniness was partially slaked by these moments), it was raining. I wanted.