Anne pampered me like a princess. She made me breakfast in bed – though that wasn’t technically necessary, she insisted – and fetched takeout fo... lunch, and she even cooked decent dinners that, to me, were the best meals in the world. She worked that magic healing cream into my slowly fading welts and we made the sweetest love before we fell asleep each night, entangled with each other. It was a good thing that there were no lectures to attend anymore. I didn’t even want to start thinking about. She opened a trunk she keeps her toys in and started pulling out different sexual things. She said I want you to be in charge tonight, you are allowed to do anything you want to me and my body. I said do I need to go get a chastity cage first? She said no , if you want to stick your little pee pee in me you can. I said you mean your pussy? She said my pussy my mouth and my ass are all yours. I said I hate to look a gift horse in the mouth but what's the catch? She said there isn't any. I didn't. I guess I asked Brad because he just happen to be around when I decided to go out to make you jealous." I heard you on the phone the Wednesday before telling someone you would meet them at Ben's. Was it Brad you were talking to?" Yes." You said it wasn't planned, that it just happened but you called Brad and told him to meet you there two days before. That doesn't sound like 'just happened ' to me. The other day you told me that Brad has been stopping by your office to visit for more that six. You grasp my butt cheeks and begin kissing both cheeks tenderly. Your tongue finds it’s ultimate goal – my asshole. ‘Enough of your bourgeois gentility – get medieval on my ass!’ I bark out and you start licking frantically at my anus with wonferful wet slurping sounds. I feel your sputum running down past my balls to my inner thighs. I suddenly turn around and stand up so fast that you almost fall back on your butt, but you manage to break your fall and kneel before my throbbing cock looking.