Perhaps it was my long walk last evening or perhaps because I had begun to map out my future, I slept well. I awoke refreshed and surprisingly confide...t. I had a rough plan of action and I had a sense of direction.Yes, I will no longer be Howard Carver, obliging husband, and as some might think, eunuch. It's a role that I intended to correct. I think Edie is in for a big surprise when she learns she has a different husband than she thought she had. No longer a pushover. I will use my voice to. He looks so fucking hot with his salt and pepper hair slicked back exposing his widow's peak and sexy bedroom eyes. Sometimes I can't believe how much just looking into his eyes makes me wet.I'm not a huge fan of facial hair, but Master's is always perfectly groomed to where his beautiful, full lips peek through his mustache and goatee. They are always so soft and kissable.I begin to shampoo Master's hair as reaches up to grab my nipples to pinch them, twist them. I moan as I lean into him for. Jenny sat down on my bed while I opened my cupboard to look for my camera and lenses. She leaned over my bedside table and opened up a penthouse magazine I had used to help me masturbate before going to bed the night before. I usually hid it in my drawer but somehow I had forgotten to put it away this time. Jenny started to flip through the pages. I tried hard to ignore her. I hoped there wasn't any cum stains visible on the pages."These girls are hot, even from another girls perspective!" she. I said NO, NO NO. He kept pushing and I felt that huge head enter my pussy. GOD DAMN It hurts, I said. He started to rub my clit and Will started to suck my tits. I started to get aroused again and started gyrating my hips and Marcus pushed further into my pussy. He pushed into a few inches and it hurt and felt soooooo good at the same time. He pulled back and I thought he was going to pull his dick totally out. I shouted NO, No, NO. don’t take it out. He started to fuck me with a slow.