Once the car was in the garage, we rushed in the house and stripped our clothes off. Just to confirm what I thought I'd heard, I asked, "Your Mistress...gave us her permission, but is it to do anything we want?"Kathy replied, "Yes, permission to do whatever we want." Does that mean I can fuck you and eat you without the dildo?" I inquired.My wife responded, "Yes, whatever we want to do. No repercussions for our actions." She bent over and gave my cock a little kiss and a lick."Praise the lord! Oh. She runs her hand over the firm undulations of my stretched abs.?Good!? she says ?Now we can continue!?And once again She grips my raw cock, and roughly masturbates me, using my own frustration juice as lube, working me to a fever of anticipation. I am so close again?.so close. A scream of pure frustration begins somewhere deep inside me, and I cannot stop. I shift frantically from toe to toe, shaking all over and trying to thrust my hips. She gradually lessens the pressure on my cock as I. " Of course my dear, of course," said Lord Hurley.Burt went below decks but the colour was up in her cheeks. She didn'tknow if she was coming or going. She'd never felt so light on her feetand ecstatic.Or anywhere near as confused!5Ann got off the train in Griply and walked cross country back toward thehall. It was a longer walk that way and the afternoon was getting on buthe didn't feel like carousing again tonight. He just fancied a goodnight's sleep - or as close as could be to that in the. ..I was starting to get a vibe, of what was going to happen, but didn’t want to let on i was a bit nervous, as he was a great guy and real cool. He got up to use the bathroom again, but when he came back, he sat literally less than a foot next to me. I must have acted a bit nervous because he asked if I was ok...I told him I was fine, but had butterflies in my belly. He rubbed his crotch a bit and told me how much he loves this particular video we were watching and it always makes him super.