"I have decided to dump her, Marie." That sounds awful, I hate that expression, like she was some garbage used and to be disposed of." Sorry" I offere...."It's not you, I didn't mean that, it is just some of the modern expressions seem hard that's all. Pete."It was the first time she called me Pete."Okay to call you Pete or would you rather Peter?" Pete is fine" I replied feeling her warmth coming through, realising at that stage she was more than a mother figure, much more. But how could it be,. I ask her for the night of her chudai. She got shy. Later she ask me to meet at night to the stair. We were in two storied building and our stair remains very dark after the mid night. The stair in our portion but they have a door in that place although thae did not used that passage. After 12pm night when I think the member of our home in sleep I went there and she came. Our heart was betting fast. We did not talk sometime. Then she take my hand to her. We then talking very slowly like. "Would you like to have another child?" he asked."I don't think so. Not this late in life. For five years after Susan we tried hard for a second, but to no avail. Now it would seem somehow wrong to present Susan with a sibling younger than her own child." Wrong answer," said the Emir, "Repeat after me: ~As the Master wishes.~"~As the Master wishes, she dutifully intoned.He gestured to the whipping bench and she draped herself over it, a little nervously."Let me see," he said, smiling, "Called. I held her hips and slowly and deeply fucked her. My cock is big, thick and pretty long, so I was deep in her. I could not hear anything but the loud music. I reached around and found her clit, it was slick with wetness and easily massaged without any friction. I felt her tense up after a couple of minutes and how her pussy felt tighter. She must have reached climax. It brought me closer to my own orgasm and I did not hold back. I let go of her clit and grabbed her hips and pulled her over my.