She collapsed onto the lounger, burying her face in her towel but leaving her ass in the air. The man slowed the pace. He began to saw in and out of h...r with steady, slow strokes. He pulled his cock back to the brink and slid it home again, rotating his hips once he was buried deep inside her, and she moaned as she felt his balls against her swollen clit. A wet finger probed her asshole. Vicky moaned, letting him know she liked that. She heard him chuckle as the finger gently entered her. Some like these are hand-made too and these also are hand measured on different women. He paused for a second and continued. Master-ji: Madam since you are from the town, you feel shy seeing me take measurements like this. But believe me Madam, this actually gives a better fit to the blouse. If I give you an example, you might understand, there are so many types of toothbrush in the market, isn't it? Some with an angled top, some with curvy bristles, etc. etc., but Madam why so many variations?. After 49 hits, I let him rest there for some time and then landed the last one hard on his cock. There was a slight tear in the pubic area. And yet he cried: ‘50’ and “Thank You mistress.”With his every act of submission and devotion to me, I was increasingly impressed. This man was strong. I could see how heartbroken he should be to even think about suicide. Then again, love is strange, or so they say.After deciding to reward him now, I asked him to get up and stand upright. He was covered in. But i barely noticed. All i could do was watch her. Emma had me transfixed. I watched her beautiful hair sway, her bottom wiggle in her dress and breathed in her scent.We entered her master bedroom. Dimly lit almost to the point where you could not see anything except the centre piece. A large four poster bed. Emma stopped. Turning to me she pulled me in and recreated the kiss we had shared that afternoon. Good god it was even better than I remembered. I moaned immediately and I could feel heat.