I felt her stiffen in my arms and would have known it was coming even if I hadn’t been able to feel it building. Once again, her release was the tri...ger for me to erupt inside her. The feeling she got from my orgasm, combined with the sensation of my cum surging up inside her, triggered a larger, second one. That hit all three of us, and Mary, who was already right on the edge of the bed, fell off.She never noticed though, because she was just reaching the peak of her self-induced pleasure,. " you tell me as your pussy is even more wet from my tongue. You pull my head away from your glistening pussy and I look up at you,lustfully with a naughty smile as I blush. "Did you like that,Mistress?" I ask you. "Yes I did,very much you dirty,little slut" you reply to me, smiling back softly and looking into my eyes while stroking one side of my face. "Now, sit with your legs spread,now!" you look at me with demanding eyes and a strong dominant voice.We get into the scissoring position,we. He rubbed my shoulders and back while we watched TV. I would put a cigarette in my mouth, and Gilbert would have to light the cigarette without brushing his hand against my breasts. It made me grin every time I felt him press his chest against my back and reach way around me.By the time we'd been living together six months, we were pretty settled into our routine. During the week, we'd play as time permitted. Usually, that meant Gilbert would eat my pussy and we would cuddle for a while before. She was more like the ideal of a Grecian sculpture. I've been in museums and nearly run my hands over some classical sculpture. You just want to run your hands over it and appreciate the physicality, the existence of something so perfect.That night, I dreamt about her. In the dream I talked to her and invited her to lunch. We met and hit it off. I called work and said I wasn't coming back. She invited me over to her place. Her roommates weren't to be back until night. Inside the door I took her.