As the last piece of paper went in, Sherry reappeared from the coffee shop, styrofoam cup in hand. The paper tab and string of a teabag dangled from t...e side. She spun a chair around and sat down, leaning forward against the chair’s back.“So, how is it going, Ken.”“S’okay.”“The truth, please.” Her voice was as hard as the quartzite I had just been reading about.“Yes, Mistress.” I replied automatically. I smiled as if it were just a joke. “Shitty.”She didn’t smile back; she frowned. I took a. Now, I like getting pounded, but I love it when a man takes my ass like that, penetrating me and then holding it. It gives me time to think. It gives me time to realize "I am getting fucked. I am taking his cock bareback. A guy I have never laid eyes on is putting his cock in my asshole, bareback, and he is going to cum inside me, into my bare, unprotected ass." A good hard screw is nice, but when I have time to really consider what is happening and what is going to happen to me beforehand, it. ” I looked at Sarah who was still looking a little startled. “Are you okay babe?” “I was more worried about whether you were okay. I kind of got a bit carried away in there and then that whole thing with Jess. I mean, she’s fucking sexy as hell but you know I’m not going anywhere right?” “I know that honey. I just want us to have a good time. I know you’ll be coming home with me.” I wish I was as confident as I sounded but the way Sarah responded to Jess had me just a little rattled. There was. She now stood before them naked as the day she was born. She had this odd feeling of empowerment standing here. Like she could do anything.With his hand still on her chin he looked down into her eyes. “I want you to go suck on Brandon’s cock until he is so close he cums in that pretty little mouth. But don’t let him. Make him wait.” With her heart in her throat she nodded and smirked. Doing exactly what he had told her to do. Sophia knelt down on the floor and undid Brandon’s pants. With his.