How about yourself.’ ‘Great, I’m doing great.’ ‘So Bill, down to brass tax.’ ‘Yes, Ma’am.’ ‘Now that I like, say it again.’ ‘C...rtainly, Ma’am.’ ‘So how about that discussion?’ ‘Certainly, when is good for you?’ ‘How about we meet Saturday. A little late morning coffee.’ ‘That sounds perfect Scarlett, 10 or so.’ ‘Sure, there is this great little place I know, I’ll text you the address.’ ‘Look forward to seeing you then Scarlett, cheers.’ ‘Cheers Bill.’ She ended the call and I placed my phone. The moans I heard through the panties were a mix of pain and pleasure, and I reached over and pulled the panties out of her mouth, grinning as I pulled out slowly and then SLAMMED my cock right back in. She screamed, music to my ears, and I started fucking her ass harder than before. "Felix, I-" she started to say, but I dug my nails into her thighs. "Master, or Daddy," I growled as I kept fucking her. "Daddy! I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, and I felt her ass tighten like a vice as she came. The. I learned of this deeper,more intimate aspect the first time I ever did a libation for Brother Dexter.Typically, after we would pray together for a while, I would undress, and then, as I stood in front of his desk, usually in silence; but that was not all there was to it, for as I stood there stroking my erection, Brother Dexter had set in front of me, near the very edge of the desk, a square of purple cloth, and on this was set a large, golden goblet, of the sort you often see used for. I gasped and pulled again on my bindings twisting my torso to get more leverage. No use. I wasn’t going anywhere until my lover would let me.I heard the door open, and some mumbled voices in the hallway. I could not make out what was being said, but it sounded like another man having a conversation with my lover. I then heard the door close.“Come in gentlemen,” he said. “Per our agreement, you are here only to watch. I need you to be extremely quiet. Is that understood?”I heard no response, so.