Then Mother Nature finally took over and during the next couple of years the number of times he was banging the cock-hungry harlot gradually dwindled ...own to once or twice a week.”“At the beginning of their eighth year of marriage, a close friend of X’s purchased a women’s only nightclub in LA, called Caligula’s. The first thing the guy did was establish a special night, once a month, for his rich male acquaintances to attend a private sex party to which they were each allowed to bring one. Carol had to be at her school in June, as well. Her schooling was just for basic office procedures and secretarial duties. She would finish in September. My Mom had an apartment in the city where she stayed during the week and then drove back to the farm for the weekends. That left the apartment empty on Saturday nights. Carol had a 10:00 pm curfew and I didn't have any transportation from the Camp except a bicycle. I had brought a 15 speed Schwinn Super Continental that I had bought just. I awoke to the feel of lips pressing against mine. I enjoyed the feel and smiled as I opened my eyes. Jeryl finished kissing me awake and smiled.“Hey sleepy head, do you want a sandwich before we land? We’ve only got about thirty minutes to go.”I sat up and pulled her onto my lap for another kiss.“Who needs food, when I’ve got you?” I asked.She laughed when my stomach rumbled loud enough to spoil my romantic sentiment.“I would say you do. I made a sub for you. Eat up.”I got up and followed her. ’ My pussy pulsed. ‘Stop talking,’ I warned. ‘I might cum.’ ‘This will be an interesting submission,’ he fathomed. ‘You’ll keep rising to meet me…’ His finger traced a line down my spine and ass. ‘But I want to meet your tolerance before I stop. Shall we see how far you get?’ ‘Fuck yes.’ I turned my head against the pillow. ‘Alright.’ He spread my cheeks and placed his finger in. ‘That feels good.’ He started to fuck my ass. He pushed another finger in. I bucked back against his hand. My.