Amy and I had always been very close, and after a month of brooding to herself, she finally confided to me that Jason had taken a male lover. She was ...nformed that she could remain his wife, but their intimacy was over. She could continue to live in their house, spend their money and enjoy everything except sex with her husband. Amy chose to break it off entirely and return home. One day Amy was so uptight and distraught I offered to give her a massage to relax her. We used to give each other. I was completely soaked down there.“Just really nice,” Mark said again chuckling. “Stand up and bend over the desk.”I quickly did as Mark asked. My wet pussy clearly put him in the mood.Mark positioned himself behind me and lifted my dress over my ass. I could already feel his hard cock pressing against my opening. He slowly pushed inside me with ease. I bit my lip as my pussy begin to spread open for his cock. A surge of pleasure instantly shot through my body. Having a dick inside me at this. It was a full length leather skin-tight suit, with hidden straps to remove single pieces at will, leaving little to the imagination of her luscious body. Her curly red hair was loose on her shoulders, her blue piercing eyes were shining, and her appearance was oozing with extreme power. I felt the pride of belonging to such a powerful Mistress. She led me past a security door, along a corridor and through to a wide room which was stuffed full of couches, thick carpets and low turrets full of. You seem to be a movie star dear."Nicky collapsed on the floor in front of me, crying hard. Her shoulders were shaking and I could see tears pouring off her face dripping onto her dress. I got up and closed the door that had been left standing wide open. Looking at her I could feel nothing. No anger, no sadness, nothing. It surprised me.I went out to the kitchen and after getting a soda pop out of the fridge, I sat out there thinking. Dulled senses and a horrible empty feeling kept me from.