”Rick and I lived alone in our parents' house. My mother had recently had a brain aneurism, and was struggling to cope with everyday life. My father...had decided to take her to one of our vacation homes, to help her recovery. Rick was tasked with living at home with me, until my parents came home or I turned eighteen. Rick bitched about having to stay at home to look after me. In reality, he did not mind, as he did not have to pay rent, and I took care of myself. Having no parents around meant. Then it hits her. The Master quickly ramps both vibrators to a very rapid, full power pulse and sends a quick jolt of electricity through the electrodes on her clit. Sandra falls into a deep orgasm, just as powerful as the first one she experienced tonight but much more painful as her exhausted muscles tense and spasm. She didn't even consider that the Master might use the shocks to make her cum, and the surprising sensation has defeated her efforts and demolished her newfound confidence. . "You know pain like that, though, don't you?"He shook his head. "Not truly, no," he said, using his thumb to wipe the tears from her cheek as they fell. "My wife passed in her sleep with no warning of it happening. She was hale and happy, and we even had made love that night. When I awoke, she was still sleeping, and never opened her eyes."It was now his turn to shed tears, and a few fell before he pulled them back. "It was a good death, perhaps the only one that truly exists," said Verus.. I felt more like a little girl then than like the CEO of a successful company. We just sat there for the longest time, and it felt good. Finally, I looked up, and he kissed me. Such a tender kiss. So loving. And I realized then that I loved Art more than any man I'd ever been with.How could I sit there in Art's lap, kissing him and feeling loved, while Philippe's cum still dribbled from my asshole, I asked myself? Maybe my face betrayed my thoughts, for Art suddenly stated, "You were with.