At least I got something for supper I thought. I then heard the water in the tub running though Mistress left. She soon returned carrying some fresh...sleeping cloths. Mistress K undressed and I strained to catch a peek. Sure, I had seen Her from under the toilet chair but this was different. This was Her naked body not using me to dispose of whatever waste She needed to get rid of. My hard-on got even worse, if that was possible.Laying there, listening to Her clean Her Goddess body, I got. I felt like I was more in control now, and I kinda liked it. I smacked his ass cheeks with my cock a little and stroked it until it was throbbing hard. I lowered a little, so my balls were touching the bottom of his ass."Can I put some lube between your ass cheeks and rub it between them? I promise that's all I'll do." I asked him.He turned his head over on the pillow and smiled a little."Yea, that's cool, but don't try to put it in." he said, laughing a bit."I won't." I said.I reached over and. It happened when Jason was in college, putting it out of his mind, chalking the experience up to youth and alcohol. But when it happened again, he had to admit that it had been quite pleasant.She had eventually gotten up the nerve to discuss the subject of men having sex with a girlfriend she knew to be adventurous in sexual encounters. She didn't mention it had anything to do with Jason, just that she wondered what it was like watching two men fuck or seeing a guy suck another guy's cock."It's. Again my cock begins expanding in all dimensions, further stretching her ass to its limit. She begins to experience tingly pinpricks all around her hot and sticky crotch. The pleasure/pain connection has been made. She reached back and tried to spread her ass cheeks even further apart to allow my massive cock to penetrate to deeper depths. Then she let her hands drop to her dripping snatch to rub her now swollen clit and perhaps reach a more powerful orgasm than she had before. Every thrust.