As I mounted that fat ass in plain sight of all her neighbors I told her that if she ever wanted me to clean her pool again that she would have to let...me fuck her asshole, and suck my cock. At first she said that their was no way I was going to be in charge of our fucking arrangements, but I pulled my cock out and she knew who was boss.Wow that story was going nowhere, but let me tell you what just got me off. I had a nice image of my ex-girlfriend taking a shower while one of her best friends. "Did I say you could speak, slut? You will do as I say, when I say. You are not to speak without permission; you are not allowed to touch yourself without my permission; you are not allowed to come without my permission; you will aid my needs; you will clean the apartment, do the shopping and anything else I want you to do. Lastly, you will sleep in my room so I can ensure that you follow all of these rules. You don't have to do any of this, but if not I will just send these lovely pictures to. On my return, I noticed only my sister in law was at the table and asked where her sister was. She informed me that she had finished her drink and had gone to get another. She must be on some sort of mission I was thinking. Once she was back at the table and we were drinking and chatting, she kept looking round towards the bar, this really annoyed me and I asked sarcastically if she was looking for the guy who touched her earlier. She denied that to be the case, but did say he was at the bar. "Are you all right?" How many times would he ask me that?"I'm fine," I lied. "Please just leave me alone."Instead, he slipped through the opening and closed the door behind him. "I brought you a glass of Ovaltine." I don't want it," I said, although I did, and I was touched. Ovaltine was my favorite childhood drink, had been since Mom used to make it for me while I bounced on my toes excitedly. One of the few things good as they are in recollection.He brought it around the bed and placed it on.