My squirting juices ran down the crack of my ass. As that intense climax finally started to subside, I looked at Jamal, who had a big smile in his han...some face. As the warmth over my body was feeling so good, my Black Master started fucking me again and he brought there again and again. I could hear myself screaming in pleasure but so surreal and my juices flowed from me like I had no control over my body.Finally, Jamal could feel I was totally spent. But when he pulled out, my pussy felt very. “Do not be embarrassed, boy. In fact, it’s a good sign that fear has not clouded your ability to become aroused. Otherwise, the Countess would have no need for you…and what she does not need, she cuts off.”I didn’t like the sound of that. “W-why am I here? Where am I?”She produced a key from I don’t know where, and unlocked my cell. “You are in the Castle of Countess Mila. As to why you’re here…you’re about to find out.”She knelt aside me, unlocking my shackles with the same key. I could smell. "I'm very sorry, Ma'am," I stammered out as best I could, "I…I didn't expect you home from work so soon." Hmmm, yes, well, I left work early so I could get my car into the mechanic's shop today. He just dropped me off a few minutes ago," she told me in a rather flat tone of voice, even though she owed me nothing in the way of an explanation. "Sit down, Norman," she said, motioning to the kitchen chair with a nod of her head. I sat down nervously, while she casually leaned on the edge of the. When Megan walked through the arrival gate, Robert was there to greet her. She was dressed causally in a tight t-shirt and jeans. Her hair was tied back into a neat ponytail that she preferred. Only a minimum amount of makeup was applied to her face. Looking at her, no one could image that for the last three days she had cheated on her husband, gave a strange man a blowjob, let him fucked her over the front seat in a car park, and then the back of his car the next day after.He kissed her.