Pulling down the bottom half of your track suit, you joined her, enjoying the feeling that cuckolding another man always brought you. Rolling onto you... side, you kissed her tenderly. "Jenny? I'd like to play a little game with you if you don't mind. When we're alone, I'd like you to call me 'Master'. Would you do that for me?"The girl smiled, "If it makes you perform even better than you usually do, I'll call you whatever you like... Master."As your hand slipped up her inner thigh before. The rest of the staff were a lot of venerable, old professorial types in their sixties. There was also a ‘team’ photo with all of them together. She was the only woman. Man, did she look out of place!Days passed and I continued to see her at the café, but not on every day. The days when she was absent made the place look and feel like an ornate picture frame from which a masterpiece had been rudely torn.Then one day, about two weeks after I had first seen her, everything changed.She did not. Once she recovered, Joanna returned Angela's favour and soon had her gasping in delight. Naked, they basked in their euphoria, holding onto each other, reluctant to ever let go."George will be home early," Joanna sighed. "He never works any longer than he needs to anymore. I've never seen him so content. I'm happy too. All it needs is to have Amanda home and life will be absolutely perfect." I'm really pleased for you. Jim has promised to phone me the instant he knows anything." I just hope. The fucking picked up pace and the pain faded into this great sting/stretch/pleasure sensation.His fucking got more and more intense. Each time burying his cock balls deep in her and she moaned and pushed back onto him. He slapped her ass cheeks and spoke to her for the first time, calling her slut and cum slut and little ass whore as he spanked her ass bright red and fucked her.She was moaning and screaming and bucking back onto him full force. She wanted every inch of his cock in her ass hard.