She needed me more than Carolyn. Carolyn's husband had provided love and good sex. Fred was clueless. But with the pregnancy, Dorothy's needs and prio...ities changed. Being a good mother moved to the top of her list and she felt she had to be a good wife to be a good mother.She needed me differently. And the hell of it was that she had become more than a very beautiful sex partner. After Demopolis, she had responded to sex with me and sex became lovemaking. I knew she loved me and my feelings. ”“And do you like beer bottles in your cunt?””“Yes I do Master.”“Show me.”Aryn passed me the now empty bottle and I spread my legs and easily slid the narrow top of the bottle up my vagina. Without being told to do so I started fucking myself with the bottle.“Stop girl.” Aryn said, then he stood up, easily picked me up and put me down on the table, me still holding the bottle inside me. As his hands left me I started fucking myself again.“Deeper.” Aryn said.I pushed on the base of the bottle. . Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. Noooooo, please don’t bite”.I turned her again and started sucking her boobs one by one. My hands were on her ass and hers were exploring my body from the back.“Please fuck me brother, please pleeeeeeeeeaaaase,” I bit her nipple. I went down to her pussy. It was clean shaved and smelled so toxic. I started eating her pussy and she was moaning loud now.“Don’t stop..Faster.. Faster..aaaaaahhhhh you son of a bitch please fuck me.. Aaaaaaahhhhhh..”I was kissing her inner thighs. Somewhat ashamed, Ipulled the panties and nightgown off, put them in the hamper and gotready for work. She left no note and I was concerned that she had leftme. Later, I texted her and she told me that she needed to get to workearly that morning and we would talk later. I left for work.After a very distracted day at work, I got home to discover that all ofmy clothes were missing from the master bedroom. I guessed correctlythat they had all been moved into the guest room. My pants and.