Suddenly I want my man to possess me -- to own me -- to spank me hard -- to let me know of his power and his love.? He sat down -- watching me -- as I...fought with myself. I had always been -- was always the domme -- secure in the knowledge of my position. I had always controlled the men in my life and my profession. Even when I was performing fellatio I was still the dominant partner. My shoulders sagged, I walked to him, put my hands on his thighs, lowered myself to my knees and draped. She hand- jestered me to lie down. Lying there I watched her disrobe for me. First, unbuttoning her blouse, but teasingly did not remove it. Then her skirt. Holding her blouse as if to open it. “Please, let me see.” I begged. No more teasing. Her blouse was on the floor exposing her gorgeous braless breasts. Not at all as big as mine, but perky with large nipples. Her beauty was breathtaking. Looking at her shaved pussy, I made a note to myself to start shaving down there. When she slid. At least two members of the expedition did not intend to walk that distance under a broiling sun.Wilkinson shouted for his donkey to be brought. Crudwright did not have a four legged friend but did have a camel drawn cart that conveyed him and Chastity to and from the digging site.I took Mimi by the hand and we walked steadily towards the diggings. Crudwright’s camel cart overtook us, and I was surprised to see Wilkinson in the vehicle with Crudwright and Chastity. There was not a deal of room. Her face was flushed. I finger fucked her for a few seconds, watching her eyes roll and hearing her breathing change. I pushed forward, her hand still around my cock. She seemed to understand, and guided my prick towards her hole. "Here's your tip," I said, pushing about an inch between her lips, hearing her gasp, "and here's the rest." I pushed the remaining six inches straight in, feeling her pussy straining to take it all in. Fuck, she felt tight! I started to pump into her, oblivious to.