Fetching it like he good slave he promptly returned to me still bent over the table, waiting for him to enter me."Is your cock hard?" I asked looking ...ack at him."Yes Mistress Cheyenne," he replied."Good." "I want you to lube it up and stroke it nice and slow for me." Yes Mistress," he said as he began stroking his cock."Do you want to fuck me?" I asked while looking back at him slyly, watching him slowly stroke his big cock."Oh yes Mistress Cheyenne, more than anything." "Then get over here. I jumped into the van and headed into town to pick some up.As I approached the house I noticed Lynn’s car parked outside and I wondered why she was here.She came out to meet me and said the kitchen was wonderful and she was over the moon with it. I asked what Alan though and she replied that he wasn’t able to come as he had a business meeting and was far too busy.I worked on and she spent the rest of the afternoon on the phone to her friends telling them all about the new kitchen and I was busy. She began jacking my cock with her hand as she pulled my face to hers, kissing me. “I’ve got to have more of that delicious cock dessert!” she whispered lustily in my ear. I was already plenty hard, but her talk was making me… harder!I love a woman who is not afraid to talk dirty. Her lovely blue eyes were staring at my own and she had a look that told me she was intent on doing a lot more than just that to me.She began to use both hands to fondle me. She caressed my huge balls with one hand. She smiled as she assumed she would be allowed up to breathe soon. However, when Max stopped pressing his hands on her chest, he leaned his whole body on top of her. He held her tightly as he shot several strong spurts of cum inside her asshole. Only when he was done was Lily able to slide herself out from under him and sit up. She tried to gasp but instead just choked soundlessly.Eventually she moved to the edge of the tub and leaned over the side, pressing the rim into her stomach to force.