I vaguely remember her telling me to turn round and the feel of her lips as they surrounded my penis, the aroma of her cunt assailing my nostrils, the...way she clung to me as I turned round and slid into her wet, clinging channel, but most clearly of all I can remember her falling asleep on my chest, her tears wetting me as my seed oozed out of her body onto my thighs!The shrill ringing of the telephone woke us up in the morning, Angie reached across for it as I stirred and felt the softness of. Waiting for my dad to leave the next morning, I ran to Marks. He greeted me in his robe. Stripping my pajama pants off I hugged him. Let's eat, Mark whispered. Standing in the kitchen, Mark pulled a tube out of his pocket. He pushed my legs apart and said, bend over. I was expecting his tongue. Instead I felt his finger. It felt greasy as he circled my butt hole. I nearly dropped the eggs when he pushed in me. He moved in and out a couple of times, then pulled it out. Adding more lube he pushed. " He pulled his chair away and stood, but bent to the table to speak in a low voice. "I suggest you get yourselves home and fuck yourselves silly." He stood. "It's been a pleasure working with you both. It's not often, in my line, that I meet people that actually enjoy each other's fantasies." Oh, Thomas, thank you," Marie emoted. "You've given us a wonderful gift." And I have received one in return; the chance to see two people in love, sharing a fantasy, and enjoying living it out, seeing it. "I need this so, much, Mistress," I was crying."I know you do, sweetie." Her words were gentle, and her love was clear."I know you do." I sensed that she, too, was near tears. There had beentimes between us when the intensity of what we felt for one anotherexpressed in D/s had found us both crying.She sighed, then said, "Let?s see if those panties are still wet." Hervoice was brisk, and she had moved back from her embrace of me. I felther hand caress my bottom cheeks, and I pressed back against.