Five more distinct eruptions shot out onto his chest before the orgasm slowed to a few drips onto his tummy pooling just below his navel. His masseur ...as not leaving it there as he carried on caressing Gary's engorged helmet causing his to jerk and scream as the post cum sensations were too much for Gary to bear but bear it he must as his tormentor was not going to stop. On and on went his torture until finally his erection started to subside. His masseur did not stop though until Gary stopped. "Oh. My. God. Brother!"He asked, "So, who's going to be my little anal sister slave?"She grunted lustily. "Oh, Big Brother! I am! You make me so happy!"He pushed a little further inside her, and found more resistance. "Should I continue? It's gonna hurt." Brother, I'm insulted with your question," she snapped back. "If you stop now, I'm going to seriously beat you up. Fuck my ass!" Now that's not a very good attitude for a slave, which you so proudly claim to be." Just fuck me!" Okay, but you. It was too much for her to hold back anymore and she gave into his sexual advances. She threw back her head and let him French kiss her while fingering her now very wet pussy lips. I could she her moaning with pleasure as his hand quickly rubbed her pussy. I positioned myself at a table nest to the dance floor to watch my girlfriend willingly getting pleasured by her work friend. She gave into his and started climaxing uncontrollably. She was spasming with ecstasy grinding her hips into his. That part is cause for some internal inventory-taking. I haven’t been really active in the realm of dating, at least for a while. I find my work to be stimulating, the people I see five days a week are interesting, as is my work. There’s plenty of mental stimulation, very little drama.Five days a week? Half the weekends I end up wandering into the community’s pavilion to soak up what happens there. The last few weeks, though, I didn’t wander in alone. There was Mimi. Mimi, to the point of ‘Are.