Satisfied that I would be taken care of. I lay on my back as Ceciline took her hands away from mine. I reached out again for hers, but they had alread... disappeared. I worried she had left, but had faith that she wouldn’t. “So, you need my whore of a wife to comfort you? You pathetic little girl.” He spat at me. I felt ashamed. I didn’t want them to see me as weak. I wasn’t a weak person, I was strong. Or at least I convinced myself I was. No, surely I was, after all I had been through. He was. Debbie kept riding away at my dick even though she wouldn’t say anything to me. It was a little frustrating because I wanted to know what she was feeling and how she was enjoying things, but she wouldn’t say a fucking thing. I could only get moans out of her which was still enough to keep me hard and interested, but I wanted more. I wanted to know what she thought about the way my dick felt inside her, how it felt to bounce off her cervix every time she came crashing down on it. All of a. I also inserted one finger in her asshole and began massaging her holes together. She was shouting withering and maoning in pleasure. I continued fingering and massaging her pussy hard. I rubbed all the fingers inside and when I took my fingers out from her pussy I pulled the lips with it upwards. I did many times again and again massaging every bit of her pussy.Till then she already had cummed three times. At last I took her to bathroom where the bath tub was ready with the fragrance water and. ? He paused for a moment while my heart dropped into my stomach. ?I was wondering if you would come with me.? I fought back tears of joy and just nodded my head. He swept me into a big hug, lifting me of my feet. ?This doesn’t mean anything will change.? I said gruffly. ?Of course not Mistress.? He said, grinning from ear to ear. Chapter 15The next few months flew by, what with moving, football camp and then football season. Paul worked harder than ever, earning the starting position over.