I felt her cunt muscles massaging me which helped to maintain my erection. After enjoying this strange massage for a while, I started stroking slowly ...n and out again. Yes! Harder, please! So I fucked her more energetically. I lasted longer this second time. When I was just building to my second cum I realised that Lauras moaning had changed to a shriek as she came again. I could not hold back any longer, I pumped my second load into her cunt. I dont remember anything after that until I woke. "Becky sweetie," Ken said, "Don't go out on the deck this week bare-footed, okay? It still needs to be finished." It looks finished," Becky countered."Not that kind of finished," said Ken brightly, "I need to put finishing on it. That means I need to treat the wood to make it smooth and protect it from the rain. But first I need to let the wood breath for a few days."The following weekend didn't look to be fun, at all. He was covered in dust from the sanding and the mask, for the fumes when he. Past the sofa, there was a shower stall, washbasin, and a throne like toilet. There were also a few different contraptions bunched up in one corner.Gina could only make out what looked like some stocks. On the left wall, there was a large desk and a dozen wall mounted monitors. There was also a wide screen television and a stereo. Each side of the bed had a large deep red curtain. No telling what was behind them. The room also contained a dining table and three chairs. Gina had to follow Master. Then when everybody was sitting around just being lazy, Mary Beth turned to me like it was a sudden inspiration.“I never properly said thank you for helping me fix my car Sunday, Cole,” she said loud enough for everybody to hear. “How about if I take you to see the fireworks in Laramie? I’ll even spring for sodas. Would that be okay, Aunt Sarah?” My mom looked at us like we’d just grown two heads. Mary Beth and I had always been polite to each other, but we’d never gone out of our way to do.