That he was too different to love anyone after that first had broken his heart. True, their philosophical standings had some differences, but they had...everything else in common. They had been friends for years, withstanding a long period where Sheila had ignored him while trying to control her feelings for him. And she made something appealing to him that no other woman had been able to. She made him appreciate being between the thighs of a beautiful female.Obviously, the last time between a. My Master would be angry if I didn't try to wake him too, so I try and stick with the rule. Sometimes it just changes though, and he'll slap me a few times and tell me how stupid I am and that I am to lick every inch of the bathroom toilet and floor as punishment for waking him so early.I crawl to the bathroom and spend several hours licking every inch of the floor and am almost done when Master enters the bathroom yelling and asking why I haven't yet finished and that he woke up and wanted to. I move towards the dressing mirror facing my bed, what a view, her boobs jumping and her hair were like a wild. I was about to cum by then, I take out a condom put it in my Penis, and again insert it taking her in modified missionary position, she was below me and I was stroking above her, I some time catch her legs by my hand and stroke and sometimes put her legs in my shoulder but she like the position; her legs in my shoulder. She said, this way it directly hit her main amusing point.. I took the hose and slipped it lower making me squeal as the cold water hit my clit through my clothing. I quickly became used to the temperature and enjoyed the pressure against my pussy. My other hand slipped off one small triangle that was covering my breast and I squeezed it hard. Unable to resist, I gave it a few stinging slaps. It was so hot standing there in the middle of the lawn, broad daylight, touching myself, and moaning. I needed more and moved my hand from my breast, lower to move.