”“Thanks,” I said. “I’ll put something together and let you take a look.”She nodded, and then looked at her watch.“It’s nearly six,”...she said. “Time you weren’t here.” It was nearly seven by the time I got home, and I was very hungry. Mary cooked for expediency’s sake, and I filled them in on all of my training. I didn’t mention downloading the chef’s memories. I wanted that to be a surprise if I got to keep them.I had to show them the memory of me being told I had to play at least an hour of. He placed her on the bed and she collapsed for a second, trying to regain herself after what had to have been multiple orgasms. She lied there for a moment, and than realized how drunk she really was at this point. She looked around for Sean, as he usually had 1 or 2 more rounds left for her. She was ready to get torn apart at this point, but Sean wasn't in the room anymore. She heard footsteps approaching her. Sean appeared back in the doorway holding a duffel bag. She was confused, but. “You are soaking, Puppy!” he said. “Yes, Master,” I said, trying to catch my breath. He pressed his fingers inside me and pressed on my stiff clit with his thumb. My knees folded up, but he slapped them back down. He continued to finger his slave’s pussy and clit and I started to feel the wave building inside me. He stood between my legs and pressed against the plug as he squeezed my clit. I moaned and writhed, my hips grinding into the bed. “Do you want Master’s cock inside you, slave?” he. ’ Silence filled the room. I didn’t know what to do. Didn’t really know what I was thinking. My mind was in a whirl. Veronica broke the silence. ‘What are you thinking?’ I shook my head. ‘I’m not sure. I’m trying to understand what’s going on with you. Until recently, we hadn’t had sex or even talked about it for years and years. Then, out of the blue, you came on to me and gave me a handjob, just like in the old days, and you also confessed to me how you’d had a fear of getting pregnant again..