I rubbed my cock against her slit, collecting more of her cum juices before running my cock up over her ass and smearing the juices on her back hole. ...epeating that until her rear entrance was glistening with her pussy juices. Her head was hanging down, still recovering from her shattering orgasm. She didn’t fully realize what was going on. Not until I positioned my cock against her ass hole and pushed in. Her sphincter stretched, enough to slide my cockhead in before her body realized what was. "No buts, now, Dominic. It may not happen and, if it doesn't, we will go on with our lives normally and I know we will all be happy. But if it does happen, I want you to be prepared for it. And most of all, I want you to be happy. I love you, Dominic. Always remember that."He bowed his head, trying to think of someway to comfort his wife. But she was the one that was serene, in spite of the obvious pain. And she was the one comforting him. He held her hand, too choked up to speak. All he could. Hannah had never been happier. Life as a bonded woman provided a comfortable routine. The days and nights were filled with Tom: watching Tom, following Tom, helping Tom, and fucking Tom. He turned his head and gave her body the up and down, horny eye that tickled all her erogenous zones. The daily fucking both thrilled and scared Hannah. In the past, she only wanted sex once in a while, enjoyed it on rare occasions. But, for the first time, she wanted a man, just one man. Men had always used. Annoyed at the interruption, she responded, ‘I’m afraid that I am not able to meet with anyone this morning. Is it possible that another of the loan officers might be able to help our customer?’ Chrissy was hoping that the receptionist would take the hint and direct the customer elsewhere. But her hopes were in vane as the young woman replied quietly, as though trying to keep someone else from hearing her, ‘I’m sorry, Ms. Stanton, but he refuses to speak to anyone else!’ Chrissy huffed out.