I hear him whimper out through certain words, doing his best not to grab his cock and stroke it. He knows better, he’s not allowed to do anything wi...hout my say so. “Yes, I want to see you, Mistress. Oh god, please I do. Let me watch you, I’m such a little whore. I can’t get enough of you, my life is yours. Please, oh please I beg of you.” My body does tingle hearing this. I know its role play, and that I’m not his but as I said I love pleasing people, but love pleasing myself more. I’m. ‘It would be hard to argue with that, Mike. On the other hand do I need to remind you of the legal penalties for having sex with an underage minor? Anyway, your wife is a stone cold fox. I can’t believe you would seriously consider…’ ‘First, this is just guy talk. I have no intention of trying to seduce an underage girl, Fred. Second, never judge a book by his cover, Angie is a hottie but after eight years of marriage…you know what I’m talking about. Third, you need to pay better attention! All. At that moment, I felt a hand on my ass: a hand explored my rear end, deftly sliding down my crack, past my anus, down to my cock and balls. The hand caressed my testicles, and gripped my cock firmly. I adjusted my position, spreading my knees a little, raising my ass, without stopping my attention to the delicious pussy and butt-hole I was feasting upon. The anonymous hand on my cock began to pump, stroking with a strong form grip. Suddenly, the hand was gone.The woman I was eating from began. “I meant with the teasing, bitch,” he said while standing up and running after me. I’m fast so I was already at the door when I heard that last word. I turned around, “You know damn well I don’t like being called a bitch and if you can catch me you might get a little treat.” “You fucking tease,” he said while picking up speed. I walked in and locked the door. He had just reached the door when I looked it. He flipped me off as I shook my ass at him and stuck my tongue out at him. He reached into.