" Jarod takes the cigarette out of her mouth, tossing it over the side. "Just stop this shit. Tell me." She walks over and lights up another cigarette... "I don't want to talk about it. Don't you get it? What do I have to say to make you understand? This is MY problem Not YOURS." "Yes it is! I love you and if something is bothering you then it is bothering me. It's that simple." he argues forcefully, swinging her around to face him again. He tilts her chin up to look at him and sees the tears. ."You redden with the humiliation but your cock stays hard....not wiltingas it normally does post orgasm."Well that was rather pathetic......" exclaims Mistress."And poor Kathy didn't get to climax. I think we should rectifythat....stay in her for the moment slave," she commands.Mistress moves in to sight and you get your first glimpse of her. She iswearing a figure hugging black satin Basque, one which jealously youwish you could wear. It has a corset like middle which flares out atboth hips. Her other hand slid up and down Joe’s member, varying between squeezing it and then running her red painted fingernails gently up and down the shaft and under his balls. Steve was mesmerised by Michele’s nylon sheathed legs, he manipulated and caressed Michele’s hardening cock through her knickers and with his other hand he stroked her stockinged calves and thighs. Steve straddled Michele’s right leg and began to hump her thigh. Then he lifted her leg and worked his cock into the silky furrow. ‘Oh…my…God!’ she exulted, ‘That was incredible! Everything you’ve done to me is incredible!’ Eric kissed her and their tongues dueled. After the kiss ended, Lynnette began kissing his chest, her soft lips stiffening his nipples. Her soft hands explored his body, sliding over his ass, making it tighten with involuntary spasms. ‘Feel good?’ she asked. ‘Does it ever!’ Eric croaked. His cock, risen again, pressed against her belly. Lynnette rolled atop him, trapping his erection between their hot.