He fastened his pants and turned and walked off. I fucked down to not be seen. That son of a bitch just tore my wife's pussy up for nearly an hour and...just left her there hanging over the fence. I was just about to go see about her when I saw another guy come out of the shadows. He dropped his pants and begain fucking her. He lasted just about twenty minutes. He too left her without as much as a thank you. I waited to see if there was another guy.After five minutes I was convinced that there. The ache between my legs also begged for attention. A muffled cry bled from inside Tom’s headphones as on the small laptop screen the younger man came and ejaculated his seed over his stomach, causing the older man to also release himself, spraying the boy’s torso and face with his cum. I was then left to focus my attention solely on Tom, determined not to miss a thing. I held my breath and watched in anticipation; my eyes riveted to the prospect before me. A bullet of bodily fluid shot from. After you have been throating my cock for a while I notice your saliva is dripping off my balls. I slip my cock out of your mouth...I NEED TO FUCK YOU. I sit down on the sofa with the mirror only a couple of feet away so we have a great view. You sit down in my lap with your back on my chest as my big cock slowly slides in your wet pussy, filling you up. You bounce up and down watching as my glistening cock fucks you to orgasm. I whisper in your ear, I've got to have all of you, I WANT MY COCK. You will do your best. You always do, Amanda, and I am proud of you for that."But it's not enough, Amanda thought. That's what she's trying desperately not to say to me. She's expecting me to reach the next level and I'm not ready for it yet.Amanda was not sure if she would ever be ready. She was learning that being a slave was a whole new philosophy and not just a set of rules to be followed. Each slave dedicated herself to the task. Each slave lived to be a slave. Each slave knew no other.