I used the pre-cum to lubricate his whole head and started rubbing. Kay propped her head up and used her elbows to support herself, watching me play w...th my husband. "Wanna taste?" I asked, as I looked down at her. Kay didn't say a word. "Get up," I commanded. I shuffled myself and made Kay do the same so that we were both sitting on our legs, facing Austin's cock. I moved myself behind her, but sat in the same position. I brushed her hair away from her face and picked it up off her neck. I. Fu. Fiiive” Sarah cries. Putting the spoon down I continue to force her over the counter with one hand as I undo my belt with the other saying “that was you punishment for your rude insolent behavior in the bathroom! You are never to roll your eyes at me again! Understand?!” “Yes Master” she quickly replies.“Thank me for being so patient, for teaching you to be a better slave!” I say as I drop my pants to the floor and bring my hand across her red, welted ass. “Thank you Master” Sarah spits. "I said I'm hot, boy."Uh, oh, I thought to myself. She was in a mood. She could be moody, an Irish girl and all."Take a sip of your pop."We'd each got a fresh drink before we left the carnival. Also some Carmel corn for later."Do you think it'd be alright if I masturbated, Cully-boy?"She'd purposely went hard on the (boy)."Are you okay, puddin-head?" Don't answer a question with a question, Dale."(Dale) too came out a tad harsh."I'm going to masturbate whether you let me, or, not. How do you. I tit fuck. I start slow but then I go fast, making her tits bounce a bit. After twenty minutes, milk spurts out of her tits and all over me. I lick it all up. You thirsty? she smiles. I flip her over and start at her asshole, I dont waste time, I go hard. She screams as if someone stabbed her. I keep going and I notice shes beginning to cry. I go even harder, I dont even give a fuck about my wife or my job anymore. I finally drop her to the floor, she just falls like a rag doll, all weak.