” She let out a moan, and, astonishingly, I found myself completely unsurprised when I heard her reply, “Maybe you should.” An hour later, spraw...ed against damp sheets, my thigh draping her legs, I reiterated what I had just said. “Seriously, this really has been the most fun I’ve ever had breaking up with someone.” “You,” she said as she continued to stare at the ceiling, “are a pig. I can’t believe you put it in my ass.” “I can’t believe you let me,” I said cheerfully, for I was feeling most. Like this was the way it should be. She loved being his submissive and loved the feeling of belonging and being needed that he gave her.And now his son was taking command and picking up where his father left off. The thought of serving a Master once again sent a thrill through her she had long forgotten. And the possibility that her son would be that Master thrilled her beyond belief!Erica let out a small squeal as Steve snatched her panties off her. His face was instantly on her already wet. That’s when she said ‘Now.’ Gently telling me to join her. She drew her knees up and out crossing her ankles behind my back, allowing me to penetrate to her very depths, the tip of my manhood resting against her cervix, the mouth of her womb. As my climax overtook me, I froze in place, no longer stroking, but allowing the tip of my penis to rest against her cervix. And as the first spurt of my seed entered her, she cried softly ‘Oh , oh’ , Her eyes half closed and she contracted and dipped her. " I thought nothing of it right then. But a few days later I was banging that chick again on the lounge chair when I noticed Mrs. Miller's house had a window that looked down into this backyard. If she was to look out that window she would see everything I was doing. It actually turned me on. Then a few days later Mrs. Miller was in her front yard again and I stopped. We talked and she invited me in for some tea. As we talked I asked to use her bathroom. I came out of the bathroom and walked.