I heard Cathy say “yes Mistress. I want to see you fuck him”. I looked at her and she smiled. “What is good for the goose is good for the gander... Yes Mistress I want to watch”. “Stand up and bend over the bench you creep” said the Mistress “I am going to give you what I gave your wife”. Again she hit me. “Tell me you want it” she yelled. Without an escape, and wanting to obviously please my excited wife I said “please Mistress, fuck me. Jam your huge cock in my arse”. Obviously she was. First one breast and then the other and then slowly slid my hand between her thighs and playing with her smooth shaved pussy. I slipped down and started licking all over and my tongued slipped into her already moist honey hole. By this time my cock was already hard, Carrie was moaning and telling me she wanted me in her and not to worry as she was on the pill. As I moved back up Carrie reached for my cock and slipped it into her hot pussy. Having cum earlier, I knew it would take awhile. Plenty to do today.” Brother John looked over the young man ‘s shoulder and caught two Brothers struggling to keep an enormous rolled-up rug on their shoulders. “You two! If you let that touch the dirt, I’ll see that you’re on field duty for a month!” He glanced back at the young man. “Praise be.”“Praise be.” He did the customary little nod as Brother John waddled off to supervise the rug transportation. He slammed the van door and took a step toward the dolly, only to be caught back by a tug. I couldn't get enough of it and Daddy supplied plenty of them for the films that we shot. Alas, if I may steal someone else's line, 'into each life some blood must flow'.No matter how you phrase it, whether the curse, or time of the month, or got the rag on, that comparatively small amount of the red stuff really can fuck up one's sex life. The problem is mostly with the male of the species. Sure, Moms tell their daughters that sex during her period is yucky, but most girls don't really care..