“Oh yes, fuck me, Dan,” she cried. Her words echoed through the tram as I fucked her hard . My hands gripped her ass, lifting her up and down on m... hard cock. “Oh God, Dan, I’m going to cum,” she cried as her body tensed and her hands slapped against the glass. I felt her pussy clench tightly around my cock and start milking it for my cum. I grunted loudly as I couldn’t hold back any longer and rammed my cock deep inside of her, filling her with my seed. I buried my face in her neck trying to. Love that you want me happy as well. And honestly, hoping that we can make each other happy forever but the future is always questionable.What happens when that spark is gone? Will it ever actually leave? What if the pain becomes too much? What if our restless souls can never get our timing right and we never find our happily ever after? Fear and pain and doubt. That’s what dreams really lead to. But you remain in your cloud of future hopes and I will stay grounded in reality.What if we don’t. Have you been good all week? Have you been excited about your little present? I bet you just can't wait."Looking between my legs she said, "I can see you're excited. O.K. beg to see what I've got for you." Please, please, may I see what you bought for me to wear, please may I see it?" I believe Mistress should precede my name." Please Mistress M., may I see what's in the bag?" I begged."Well all right, here it is." Out came a pretty lacey feminine pair of Vanity Fair hipster panties with little. On the next outing, Kinsey had brought up the chastity belt thing. ?You know, I believe in supervising my slave’s orgasms when he’s not around, JoeBob. We have to have you fitted for a chastity belt.?JoeBob was a little leery of this, because of the experience of having to pay for his orgasms, but Kinsey and Duquan assured him this wouldn’t happen. They wanted occasional ?tributes? but as Kinsey said, paying for an orgasm would give him too much control over when he had it!Kinsey did give.