He made me forget that screaming in my ear. That chaos in my head. A swirling madness that I fought off my entire life. He always protected me from my...elf. This night no different in that. Though, for the second time that evening I would let him in my mouth. He was after me in a flash. Seriously pissed off. He grabbed me by the waist causing me to fall in the surf. Instantly repentant. Touching me everywhere, checking me for damage. “ Did I hurt you, Did I hurt you? Fuck, Bronte I didn’t mean. I would sell bread to the village and anything I had left over when I closed shop would go into Maribelle’s little grocery. I planned to be finished in the bakery each morning in time to be in my office by nine, as usual.The biggest problem would be changing my schedule with the kids, but I had some plans for that, too.My own bakery with gas fired brick ovens for artisan bread.“Brian and Rose, we’ve been working together for five years now. I think it has been pretty successful. You’ve done. Then gagged her again. I saved my saliva up in my mouth. Pulled my cock out and spit all over her open eyes. Then grabbing her head I fucked her face and throat, her gagging making me more horny. After I couldn’t take anymore I pulled my cock out and came all over her face. Then made her suck me clean. After we were done Niya looks in my eyes and says “thank you Masta...I grabbed her hair in my hand and dragged her in the shower. Bending her over I shoved my semi hard cock in her ass and. Kitty crossed to him and leaned over enticingly to give her husband a long kiss on the lips. She let her hand slide gently down his manly chest and over the lump in his shorts.Don felt his cock jerk to life, and, when she pulled away, he reached out to stop her. He was so horny that his cock and balls ached and he wanted nothing more than to spread his wife's legs and fuck her madly until he shot his cum-load."Where are you going?" he asked as Kitty left him. "You just got home.Aren't you going.