“I said… I’m gonna cum… mistress.”“You cum when I say you can cum. Any sooner and I’ll punish you.” She whispers. She rubs my clit fas...er and slams her strap on inside my ass. I scream out and stomp my feet and pull on my restraints. “Beg for the release.”“Please mistress! Please let me cum! I want to cum….” I moan loudly and she laughs. “I love it when you beg. Cum then, you slut. Cum hard.” She moans and I sigh loudly as my cum drips down my legs and makes a pool on the floor. She continues. His dick slowly but surely made its way inside my mouth. Just a tiny bit at first. But then more and more. He put it so deep into my mouth that I had to choke and it seemed to take him by surprise a little bit, so he pulled my head back a bit and was just letting me take as much dick as I can put into my mouth. I certainly wasn't really for deepthroat back then, but everybody needs to start somewhere, right?With his dick in my mouth, I didn't know what to do next. I just had this huge cock. After their shower, they hurried through their morning routine and left for work, sharing a lingering kiss before they parted. When Vernita got to work, Shirl was already there and said “Girl, you glow. Must have been some morning. So tell, tell.”“Oh, we had some great sex last night. I actually passed out from it, it was so intense! Then this morning I gave him a blow job in the shower before we soaped each other up. I can’t wait to get home. I need some more of my man!”“Yech! I can’t. We got a late start on our departure day, but we pressed on until, once again, we could spend the night in Deming, across the New Mexico State Line.Leaving Arizona, after the disaster we'd just experienced, felt like an act of cleansing.It was a long run to central Florida across the vast southern tier of the U.S., but we were in no hurry. Being shut out of the Kraft meant we had more than two full weeks to make the run. I figured a few days away from any golf course at all might be the best.