I finish my shower, but still no text from Lynn. I take the sheets off the airbed, deflate it and put it away. Still no text. They are clearly savorin... their last coupling. I turn on the news to control my thoughts. After about a half hour, I get a text from Lynn. “Jim just left. Come up to our bedroom.” I head up to our bedroom. When I get to the door, I pause not sure what to expect. I open the door and walk in. Lynn is sitting on the edge of the bed in her robe. She looks like a woman who. I continued to edge myself in this way until my girlfriend started to seem a little impatient, after all, she wasn't getting any physical attention during all of this, so finally I moved forward and aimed my dick right at the crotch of her panties and began releasing my load. With a week of saving it up, the excitement of masturbating in front of my girlfriend and the build-up from edging myself, this was one huge load of cum! As I continued to jack off and shoot thick cum on her panties, I. Maybe it had something to do with the mp3's I was listening to each night.One day my wife Janet told me that she had spoken to Master Rob and that he was very pleased with my performances. She told me that he wants to come and live with us to help me with my performances. "How do you feel about that darling?" If that's what Master Rob wants." I found myself saying. Janet smiled at me and patted me on my head. "You are such a good girl, Rita."The next evening when I came home, Master Rob was. The ever-so-light cooling effect of the water on her welts from the evening's caning added several dimensions to her arousal, as he slowly started fucking her with the aid of the updrift of the ocean. He had her almost in tears from horniness in seconds, and after but a few minutes, she was out on yet another infinite string of orgasms again.Finally, Master came. He came so hard his knees almost buckled under him. As she felt his warm semen splash her insides, she came so hard herself, she.