Two years went by before Jerry and his family moved back into town. We soon started getting reacquainted and talked about our early years. One afterno...n we were alone in the house so I got out my stash of girly magazines and we began looking through them and getting horny. As Jerry sat on my bed looking at the magazines a bulge began growing in his shorts and it looked to be much larger than when I last saw him. My cock was growing hard and begging for some attention, I asked Jerry if he still. He was also very verbal about what was happening, telling me, "Suck my cock, bitch! I should call some friends to help me take that white ass." Needless to say I was loving every minute and word he was saying. He was in total control, he knew it and I did too.The only rest he gave was time enough for me to hit my poppers from time to time, keeping my head spinning and my inhibitions completely gone. I was slobbering and moaning like a bitch in heat. Now he never did call any friends, but then. They sat with the sponsor and his three concubines in the living room of the sponsor's pod. The ex-wife was easy to spot -- she sat next to the sponsor, while the other concubines sat on the sofa opposite.The incident was reviewed. All of the concubines were remorseful and promised good behavior in the future. The sponsor promised to try to be more attuned to the relationships between himself and the concubines, and between the concubines themselves. The embarrassed sponsor couldn't get Bob and. “Got time for a cup of coffee?”He answered in a playful tone, “I always have time for you, Kat. I just got done work. Let me take a shower and I’ll be up in thirty minutes. Have you eaten dinner yet?”“Yes, I have,” I replied.“So have I. How about I bring up a bottle of wine, unless you really want coffee.”I was pleasantly surprised with his forward attitude as I said, “Wine sounds better. I’m not much of a coffee drinker anyway. I’m going to put away my clothes and change into something.