Then in again, a shaftthat I enclose, that I must fit, a burning that goes from him to me. Aforce that I can't stop, even if I wanted, a force that is...him pushing andme accepting, urging inward, inward. A force that, like the flood tidepresses on, rolls back, floods ever farther in, falls back.Then in again: a little deeper, could it be.A moan. A creak.Now it is me, rising, easing down, sliding along that firey shaft, myhands propped on his chest, fingers digging, head tilted back to moan.Down,. He’s had mine for a few months. I told him I wouldn’t accept it until he put a ring on someone else’s finger first.”“But you thought it would be Bethany, didn’t you?”Kara smiled primly, “I did not! I told Steve right after I met you that you were going to be the one. It just took him some time to come around!”There was a soft knock at the door and Elyse came in with three glasses and a bottle of sparkling grape juice.“I figured the squeals of delight were my cue!” she grinned. “And worst case,. Her skin felt tight against his grip. His hands were on her ass squeezing gently, he saw a few boys not too far away watching the scene, they were elbowing each other in the ribs pointing in their direction.They were no doubt jealous, as his hands moved in between her luscious thighs as he fingered her soaking wet pussy. The parade of men was a little disappointing for Patrick, not only was every man coming down the beach better built and better hung, there was certainly a lack of eye candy for. You will be punished when we get hometomorrow. Meantime, I don't know why i am being so nice to you tonight,but you remember telling me about your fantasy of being locked down on apool table in a gay bar? "I remember with horror telling him of such afantasy during the negotiations that led to my becoming Master'sslave."Yes Master" i managed to croak out. "He then showed me a signthat said."Free ass and blowjobs. If you don't thoroughly enjoy yourexperience, please feel free to beat the slut.