I wanted to at least be able to fuck her there and once Ihad gotten the head of my cock inside. She looked at me when Horace toldher how much he want...d to fuck her. She leaned over and whispered to methat she would let him try and put it in her butt. She told Horace that hewould have to pay her well for this.Horace was horney enough to agree toanything just to get his cock inside Lisa's body even it it wasn't in thehole he really wanted. Horace got between her leg's just as if he was goung. You understand me, babe?’ She nodded and buried her face into me again. Finally the sobs slowed and my brain turned to something she had said. ‘Why were you jealous?’ I asked. ‘Oh, um…’ She looked away. ‘Well, that girl, she was kind of…well…you deserve better than a barfly bimbo.’ She stared at the vacant parking lot across the street and bit her lip. ‘Yeah?’ I smiled with male satisfaction that she was jealous. She looked up at me. Her eyes still glassy and her lips swollen from her sobs. She. I took a good look at what he had and he really did have a great lookingcock - soft anyway. I thought it was about time that I should see if I couldget it hard. So while I listened to him tell his story,I reached over and started tickling his balls, brushing my fingers throughhis bush and lightly caressing the top of his penis. The challenge would be,could he get through his story?I enjoyed feeling the heavness of his dick and pulled it and stretched it,and endied up in a slow jerk session. I. "Oh Master let me cummmmmm," "Not yet Mrs. Graph," I said, "you cannot cum just yet." Please Master, I need to cum again and I was a good Slave and called you first to ask you your permission," Mrs. graph said softly as her husband continued to snore along side of her. I instantly shut the vibrating egg off. "I said you are not allowed to cum yet." "Please Master," Mrs. Graph said as she was nearly in tears. Her breathing was rampant as I could tell she was now touching herself. "Your Master.