My head falls to his chest, I lose my strength. I sag against him. Wanting to cry. Wanting to hurt him. Hating the safe feeling that I have.…why...didn’t you come to me, my apartment, hold me like this, where were you, this is what I want, why didn’t you come, why why why…His hand is caressing my head, speaks softly to me, “I’m sorry…this won’t happen again…”He places me back on my hands and knees. I don’t even care. So exhausted. So spent. I feel my ao dai pulled up over my bottom again.. Ahhhhhhh!!” Danielle was screaming. She’d just had her third orgasm. One from my tongue during foreplay, the other two from me pounding my meat in and out of her. We were shaking the crap out of her stepdad’s Altima. We’d been going at it for over 30 minutes, the windows were fogged up, and it smelled pretty ripe in there by now.“mmmmmmm” I groaned. The familiar sensation of an impending orgasm rippled through my body. “I’m gonna cum too babe.” I began pounding her harder.We were in the back. "Me too." He added cream to his cup. "Take care."She watched him move away and then moved on her own, to by the coffee and go back to her office to drink it and get a little work done.Her morning was quiet and allowed her to actually get some work done for a change. She got her filing up to date and a few spreadsheets that needed to be refreshed for the coming year. By lunch time, she was considering moving some unused files to off-site storage. Shortly after that, she realized that it was more. It can get even better if you want it to, my dear sister-in-law." I went out to the patio to smoke my morning cigar. Jason, kneeling, presented me with the humidor and I chose a Padron No. 4 Anniversary, my current favorite in large cigars. I ignited it and took a few delicious puffs, blowing the smoke into Jason's face. As he was naked, it was easy to see his cock straining against the cage. "Get me my coffee, Jason. And a piece of dark chocolate." "Yes Mistress." No sooner had he left,.