Then he would start in again and bring her to the point of climax without letting her go over. She was drenched in sweat, and voiced her frustration. ...Beg for it," was all Bob said. Kait -- my reserved Kait -- whispered "Please." Bob didn't move. "Please what?" "Do it," Kait panted. "Do what?" Bob was almost taunting her now."Make me cum and fill my white married pussy up with your hot black cum," Kait pleaded. "Not until you tell Rick," Bob replied. "Oh, God, you bastard, tell him what?" Kait. She could tell from the look on Sir Louie’s face that his spunk was already headed up his shaft and would soon be flooding the poor girl’s bottom like an invisible dam had just burst after a driving rainstorm. It was funny to watch the poor thing squirming left and right trying to escape the force of the spurts splashing down deep inside her gut.She was in total agreement with Sir Louie when he started to spank the girl’s plump bottom with his heavy hands and she wanted to join him in making. "Bless, the youngsters can stammer on, haha. "Well, why don't I tell you? My man and I have an unusual relationship. It's not for most, and it took us a long time to get our heads around it, but we are totally open and honest with each other and occasionally I fulfill his darkest wish. Nothing will break us; let me say that now. There will be no emotional tie between you and me, no plans to run away. I am his, and he is mine. You will help me scratch his itch, and in reward, you gain skills. He pulled off, listened, said, “Damn” and turned around.“I’ve got to go back. Big emergency, total flap. Boss’s already there.” He drove to the local airport and gave me the directions to the cottage and then chartered a plane. I didn’t have a driver’s license, but I knew how to drive.So I drove to the place, a good-sized, white, shingled, one-story house with a big screened porch. I got my bag and went in and met the girls who were eating lunch. My cock quivered. I explained and the older one.