"Jack, you avoided the alimony bit, how?" Cec asked his best friend. Jack Carson had successfully gotten out of his five year marriage without paying ...is former wife a dime. She was now working at the all night waffle house as a waitress."I proved my wife was screwing another man," Jack told him."But she wasn't, she never looked at another man, I know, I tried to talk her into bed once myself." Yeah, I just got someone to threaten to testify in court that they were having an affair. That scared. Pretty quickly we were to the point where sheshe was grinding on top of me in just her thong in bed. Being a flirt/tease as always, she loved this position of being on top and in charge, me naked beneath her. She went at this for a while, feeling my cock get larger and harder. She noticed I was getting my hips angled just so I could try to line up despite the thin layer of Victoria secret cloth.So she thought she'd outsmart me and she maneuvered my cock back quickly behind her, and pulled her. You can’t stop looking at my cock, can you?”He blushed a bit, but his eyes never left my cock for more than an instant. I stood there stroking my cock waiting for him. I could see his surrender in his eyes and it was a surprising turn-on for me. I felt powerful and even more so as he slowly sank from the couch to his knees.“That’s good, come and get it, Daddy! It’s hard and waiting for you.”I started bobbing the tip up and down, then I did something I saw on one of his vids, I spit on it and. "Nein, not 'Mistress'" she spat at me contemptuously, "I wantyou to call me 'Master', Master Helga'!" Yes, mein Herr," I ad-libbed, but that only got me a face fullof sock. "'MASTER Helga', get it," she snarled."Yes, Master Helga," I sobbed."Now, bitch, fetch me my cock. It's in my bag," she addedmotioning toward a large black leather carryall on the floor."On your knees, slut. Crawl like the bitch you are. And bringit."Not sure of exactly what she meant I opened the bag and found ahuge double.