" You begin stroking your hard dick. "Keep it hard for me." I go to the bedroom and undress myself. I bring my supplies. "All you have to do is play w...th it and your are ready to fuck, aren't you cunt?" I straddle over your hard dick, grab a my fistful of hair, pulling your head to look upward. With my other hand I put bright red lipstick on your lips. "There's my sissy-bitch. Are you ready to be my fuck toy, Slut?" You whisper "Yes, Mistress." I slap you across the face. "What?! Speak up,. I shuddered hard, like when you’re asleep and you shake from impact. It was a slow blowjob, she was working every square inch of me, or it was one of her first. I didn’t care which, it felt great. Then, two lips met mine. I raised my chest to meet whoever I was kissing, and lost my balance. It tasted like beer, actually. It wasn’t as pleasant as kisses from the past, but I was happy with whoever it was. I came crazy hard in the first girls mouth, and I was ready for more. I felt two cold hands. Then I thought about food, and decided to raid the fridge for pudding, grape juice, and ham. No, I don't know why I ate these things, they just tasted good.There was a loud banging somewhere nearby, probably Christina trying to make herself breakfast. "Mmmrrrr!" I growled, as eloquent a noise as I could make considering how early I thought it was. "Well I wouldn't have woken you up if you'd just come to bed last night. Why don't you come to bed anymore?" She was actually very good at asking. I noticed Casey was sitting up watching us, her eyes focused on my cock as my 'wife' fucked me to Heaven. Maybe it was the audience, but I experienced three of the greatest climaxes ever. Casey almost lost it as she watched me jack a large load of cum into Patricia's mouth and she swallowed it all.After that we agreed no more sex meetings with anyone. We decided we were by god exclusive, and planned to keep it that way.We did not receive a call from Richard that weekend, nor the next. We.