"Uh, I have a question, though. I mean, you don't call Mr. or Mrs. Matthews Daddy or Mom..." They are not my parents – well, at least not biological...y, however..." Selina almost said that she wished they were, but said, instead, "My mother and father are traveling, and this is my semi-permanent residence. Perhaps it would be pertinent to say home rather than residence for I love the Retreat and everyone in it, with particular emphasis on my Prime and my Queen."Selina held the outer suite door. My god he must be huge. I feel a my pussy flood juices to my folds.He brings his hand up and slaps my breasts, alternating between them. My fleshy mounds wobble and sway under his ministrations. He cups my breast and kisses the side of neck. I exhale and I reach for his cock and squeeze it. “You find something you want Gayle”“Yes Sir. Please, I want you inside of me.”“Then kneel.” I’m not sure what he has in mind but I drop to my knees.“Yes Sir. Are you going to fuck me?”“You’ll have to. Warren found one of the slits in my gown, and slipped his hand inside and around to the front, so that he was fingering my already wet pussy. Without breaking our kiss, I spread my legs so he had better access, and he slipped two fingers deep into my cunt, moving them in and out of me gently, but firmly. I could barely stand up, as he finger-blasted my vagina with one hand and squeezed and pinched my tits with the other. I pulled his zipper down and fished out his now fully erect dick. It was. I saw a fleeting look of confusion cross her face. "No," she said, shaking her head. "I don't take work home. It's all done here at the office. Much of it is sensitive financial material so the company would never let me take it home." Oh, sorry. I thought Katie said your workload was high and you had to work at home most weekends." I smiled. "I must have misunderstood her. So what's your excuse for curtailing our fun weekends then?" I asked jokingly.She then told me how she had met a new man.