He squeezed her breasts and plucked at her nipples. It really was like old times again.Gia wasn't kinder on account of it being their reunion fuck. He... thrusts were powerful. Brutal even. Nathan embraced the role he thought he'd escaped from. He humped his butt up at her and squeezed around her tool tight. He manipulated her tits and kissed her sweaty flesh. He was wholly dedicated to her pleasure."Mmmughmmm! Oh please slower..." Nathan softly begged when she picked up the pace. Her hips kept. " She began to back away, but he gripped her chin. "You are in my house, and you will obey my rules. You will address me as either "master" or "sir," and you will do as I tell you." He gripped her chin tightly, then released it. "Understand?"She glared at him balefully. "Yes."He slapped her across the other cheek and she gasped. "Yes-?" Yes, sir."He smiled. "Excellent. Now, go and change for dinner. It will become cold."She left, more slowly this time.When she returned, she was wearing the. A low growl started in John's throat. It built into a feral roar as he hurtled toward his orgasm like a freight train. Overcome with curiosity, I scrambled to my hands and knees just in time to see John's cock pulsate and start to fill Paula with his seed. I grasped it by the base, making John gasp in surprise, and began to milk it slowly as it began to soften. "I want to milk every drop of cum out of your cock. Thanks for filling my wife for me," I joked. When John pulled out, I rubbed his. ’ He stroked my hair. ‘I could get really used to this,’ he said, his voice trailing off. I licked a bit of cum off his tight abdomen. ‘Likewise,’ I replied happily. ‘I really like the taste of semen in the morning. Better than tea, I think.’ *** After finishing the meal in the dining room, Louis gave me a big hug and a deep kiss as thanks for making breakfast. He had been wearing his black trunks, I had still been in my lingerie and heels, like it was the most normal way in the world to dress.