“Haven't you ever cum before?”“I thought I had,” she said, laughing. “But never like that. Where you going?”“To get a condom,” I said....��You gonna fuck me?” Cierra asked, a hint of fear entering her voice as she took in the bulge in my shorts. “I'm, um, safe. I'm on the pill. You don't need a rubber.”I turned back, grinning, and pushed my shorts down over my cock and stepped out of them. Cierra's eyes got wider as she looked at me.“It's bigger than before,” she whispered. “God, how'd it get. ...do you understand?" I say "yes, my love i understand and will obey" He is enjoying my blushes as he always does. I vaguely hear someone at the table comment on how we manage to keep the romance alive in our relationship, if they only knew. Then he deliberately hits a sweet spot and i have trouble covering the fact that it was definitely a moan....so i quickly excuse myself to the bathroom. I go and do as Master ordered but as i come out of the bathroom which is in a fairly secluded. She doesn't spend hours applying make-up (and of course there's no need for it at the primary school where she works). Most days, she throws on something comfortable, bunches her hair into a ponytail, and puts on her work glasses.To most people who see her, she must look like a typical suburban mum (though of course we don't have kids, and have never wanted them).Maybe that's where all the depraved fantasies started: me wondering what would happen if people knew how good she looked in her. Along with her looks, her confidence and her command often brought men to their knees.I cupped her face and kissed her lips and immediately, her hand grabbed hold of my hair. With our mouths locked, Jen began unbuttoning my shirt and then moved to unbuckle my trousers. A while ago, Carol had occupied my mind, but at the moment, Jenivee had taken control of me.I slid my hands down to her waist and cupped her ass. A moan escaped Jenivee’s lips and she broke the kiss. She looked into my eyes as if.