The punishment was the same. This time though it was two hard slaps to my face. Keep your fucking legs open you dirty little whore! Master shouted If ...ou dont keep your legs fucking spread open for me you do not get to cum, do you understand? Yes Sir, Im sorry Sir, I moaned as he rapidly continued his work. I waited as long as I could but it became too much and I felt the need to cum. Master! Oh, fuck, Master! Please let your dirty little cunt cum! Please! I whimpered while wiggling in my. Once the baby came, the advice was to wait a month or more (though she was too sore to really think about it anyway), and then Adam was gone. Lying awake one night a few days after Charles’ arrival, for the first time in ages, she felt a true yearning. As she laid there on the bed, her hand drifted down and touched that wonderful button.“Oh my god,” she whispered to herself at the way it set her on fire. She dipped her fingers into her surprisingly moist pussy and used her own juices as. I certainly wouldn't call it acting.When I went to bed that night, I was exhausted from scheming. I masturbated to relax and then fell sound asleep. It always worked. Sometimes the orgasm, self induced, was the only way to shut down my racing mind.Since I was working the 3 to 11PM shift, I slept till 7AM. It was still cold at 7AM, but I went for my morning run regardless. I finally did stop in for that bacon egg and cheese biscuit. I didn't stay for a visit, but that was okay they all said good. He was pumping my palm harder and faster, his cockhead getting wetter and wetter from pre-cum.He yelled, "I'm cumming!" as I forced my tongue in as far as I could and he was thrusting his hips, fucking my tongue.He pulled away, turned over, and thrust is cock in my face. The first jet hit me in the eye before I could take him in my mouth. I shoved him in as the second shot erupted in my mouth. I stayed on his cock until he was done convulsing and milked him dry. When he pulled his soften meat.