He sat down opposite of me and we chatted about his trip and my final days at work as we ate and drank the night away. Then Master spoke with authorit....“I am glad to see that you did not remove the chastity belt. You truly are showing me how compliant you can be dear sex slave.” I nodded graciously, almost blushing. Master paid the tab and we left the café arm in arm. I followed Master back home and once inside, he got that infamous smile on his face. I knew the night was far from over and. He was happy to see Ken again and heard for the first time about his injury. Ken then told him what the two couples wanted to do. Ordinarily he would not marry anyone who was drunk. But he knew Ken and when they introduced each other he found out that he had married the previous couple when he had a parish.The two couples awoke the next day with rather nasty hangovers. They woke up to the afternoon newspaper reports of war in Europe. Germany had invaded Poland. Barbie read the headlines and. When he got to the end, I reached a hand onto his lap and rubbed his crotch through his jeans and asked, “Did you guys have any fun?”He laughed, spread his legs a little so I had better access, and said, “Yeah, we did. We just parked out by Shady Lane and reclined the front seat so she could bounce on my cock in the car.”“Well….did you make her cum?” I asked, rubbing a little harder and feeling his shaft begin to grow down one leg of his pants.He moaned slightly and said, “Yeah…we both did.”I. Ah. Ah. Yes. Keep. Going. OH. Fuck. Yes. AH. Don’t. Stop. Oh. Please. Ah. Don’t. Ah. Ah. Stop. OH. OH. YES! AH. I kept pulling her hips and shoving my cock deep inside Sarah’s tight 15 year old pussy. She had started on her hands and knees, but she had dropped to her forearms and then given up trying to hold herself up completely. She was kneeling with her faced pressed sideways into her bed, mouth open, moaning with every thrust. I had wanted to fuck her for longer, but I couldn’t go any.