Vanessa added “Oh and to be honest with you Marcus honey, I know that you will truly enjoy it all if we hook up.” She smiled as she waved adorably...and turned and “curtsied” away. I started imagining exactly what she’d look like without her winter coat on. I wondered what she would look like without any of her clothes on too and then I began wondering what Lucy, her daughter, would look like when she grew up to be our age. Holy mother of god, I thought as I wondered what Lucy would look like. The room still smelled, musky sex hung in the air. Yvonne looked at me."Are you going to have me with my clothes on?" she asked."No", I answered, "Take off your skirt, panties and top, and how do you want me?"."Naked" she spat back at me.I raised my eyebrows, thank God the room wasn't chilly, Yvonne reached round to her skirt zipper, "Hang on" I said, "Let me get undressed first, I want to watch you"."Kinky!", she commented, while watching me throw my clothes off onto the floor. Once naked, I. When we were alone, we spoke about the things that could happen and what we wanted to do. It was mostly Kristen grilling me, but she helped shape my thoughts and fears. I was terrified of giving up the slaves and have it all becoming public. I liked to think of myself as a good person, but I had clearly done very bad things or allowed them to be done in my name. I had come very close to having the same thing done to me, but was that really an excuse?After our hike, we went home and cleaned up. "Tommy, please," I warned. I could hear the edge in my voice, my frustrating mounting."Almost," he said.I was halfway in his ass, and the pleasure was indescribable. I could feel him squeezing his ass, contracting his sphincter around my cock, and staying in one place was impossible. My cock started to slide forward and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Worse, as it slide it picked up speed, until the final three inches were buried inside of him, and his ass cheeks were pressed up.