He pictured her big, firm tits rubbing against his chest as she rode him to orgasm.He was finding it harder and harder to be around her when she visit...d Anthony at the apartment. Just laying eyes on her for a few seconds gave him a raging hard on. He was in agony. And he could tell that Siene knew he desired her. He'd caught her staring at him several times when she thought he wasn't looking.Then last week he'd woken up thirsty in the middle of the night and was making his way through the dark. ”“Yeah. I’m sorry. I’d didn’t mean to be so intense. I don’t know what I was thinking.”The trouble was …. I did know what I’d been thinking.That it was me with the lubed ass. That it was me being pinned down with my face in the pillow. That it was the young black thug with his obscenely large package who’d been vigorously doing the pounding.……………My wife and I awoke the next morning, our Sunday brunch day, to find the sun beaming in through the window. “Oh look,” she exclaimed, “what a. ”I arrived about then with the table cloth and bench covers for the picnic table, so the Mistresses... and Master... watched quietly as I put everything in place. A little while later, the girls started bringing the food– hot dogs, hamburgers, and various chips– out to the table. They also brought additional beers for the Masters– I mean Mistresses and Master– and soft drinks for us.“Let’s eat,” Mistress Gloria said. “Master Jeremy, why don’t you join us at the table. The others”– meaning puddy. " It was Officer Ray! "Hey, Mike, the guy at the desk wants to know if you want the room for another hour."Michael silently continued his automaton-like hunching, his hands locked tightly around Kathy's throat."Say there, Mike," Ray teased, "you aren't having a relapse, are you? Michael?" He tapped his shoulder. "Hey, Mike?"The richest man in town didn't respond to the public servant's polite inquiry. Kathy focussed all her energy and pushed the last of her air out of her lungs to make a tiny,.