I like my coffee black with no sugar."Taylor listened to this interplay and asked, "Is this relationship new for the two of you?"Bethany looked at me ...nd I nodded to her. She said, "It is. I work at a doctor's office where Master is a patient. I liked him and asked to speak with him over lunch. We went to my apartment. My boyfriend had moved out leaving me with nowhere to go after the first. Master saw something in me and tested me and then accepted me into his service. You met us on my first. Briefs! Why are you dressed like that and burgling my home!” he reaches out and wraps his fingers into her puffy hair and drags her back up again. Between gasping and ragged breathing she responds “I'm not here to burgle sir, I came here...to get f-fucked by you sir.” this resulted in a skin rippling slap to her ass cheek “What was that?” he asks for a repeat and she willingly rewords her excuse “I came-” another slap “here to get-” slap again “fucked by-” a slap to the other cheek “you, even. "Oh, oh, oh my God, fuck! Don't stop Glen, oh please don't stop! Don't you dare STOP FUCKING?" At this moment I was a woman without a conscience, without external cares, I was a female beast indulging in the most precious gift nature had provided. That he started building to his climax. He was really pounding it home when he shot his load and man what a load. I went off again with him again...I think. When he was done he rolled over and pulled off gasping for breath. I got up. Everyone could see our faceand how we looked being rubbed from behind. There were comments andchuckles, but I couldn't concentrate.I was concentrating on how good it felt on my bottom. The pushing fromthe back stopped. I heard a ripping sound. Now, pressed against my rosewas his head. I moaned as he pressed in. The audience looked like theywere stroking each other as they watched us. I noticed members withcameras filming us, our faces, from behind (I guessed) and even crawlingunderneath. What.