I had not long since begun to masturbate and had seen a cosmopolitan magazine that I thought I might take to bed with me. After the show had finished ... said I was off to bed. 'Ok sweatie' my aunt said 'give me a call if you want anything'. And off to bed I went.I was lying on my bed looking at the ladies in the magazine wearing underwear and my erection was back. I began to jerk off when there was a gentle knock on the door, 'can I come in?' my aunt said. I shoved the mag under the covers and. Now get up please, I don’t like you groveling like a slave.” Ephus stated in a softer voice.“Yes master,” Eris said as she got to her feet. She then sat next to Ephus when he indicated the seat.“I thought that, what I told you before, meant that you would no longer do this. I do not nor will I ever see you as a slave. Now a possible wife yes, though a slave never. Remember what we spoke of before you left to aid me.” Ephus said seeing Eris, slightly turn toward him.“Master, I thought that was. The blond woman with the pointed chin and thin red lips was called Mary and she was definitely not in the least bit contrary. She was as willing a female that one could imagine ready to submit to the most audacious of demands no matter how disgusting. The other young woman who was the wife of the constable and kneeling next to her had already been seized in her hindquarters by the minister's wife and given a deep and memorable buggering with her handmade black wood dildo of immense proportion.. His groan nearly made me moan. It was filled with so much need. I bent forward and mouthed his erection through his pants, thankful that he'd worn his black pair. His hips flexed up to meet me. I sat back a bit, taking my mouth away from him and he let out a sound of protest and reached out to pull me back. I shook my head and moved out of his reach. I smiled somewhat viciously; I had reduced my ever loquacious husband to mere grunts and gestures. Eric dropped his head back and rolled his eyes.